Little Gray Songs from St. Joseph's - Part 5

When I was a wee child
A-singing in the sun,
Came the knell, like a leper's bell,
Of the Fateful One.

In his mouth was hunger,
In his hand was want;
There I shook beneath his look,
Bled beneath his vaunt:

“I am lord of bodies,
I am lord of souls;
I am lord of half the horde
That die between the poles.

“I laugh at all the teachers
That have not taught of me.
I make the rules for all their schools—
My name is Poverty.

“I laugh at all the nations
That have no thought of me:
For still their laws of me are cause—
My name is Poverty.”

When I was a wee child,
A-singing in the sun,
Came a knell, like a leper's bell:
'T was the Fateful One.
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