Don't knock on my door, little child, I cannot let you in; You know not what a world this is Of cruelty and sin Wait in the still eternity Until I come to you, The world is cruel, cruel, child, I cannot let you through. Don't knock on my heart, little one, I cannot bear the pain Of turning deaf ears to your call, Time and time again. You do not know the monster men Inhabiting the earth. Be still, be still, my precious child, I cannot give you birth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CLOISTER by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE SAILOR TO HIS PARROT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES ONCE BEFORE by MARY ELIZABETH MAPES DODGE FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW AN AUTOGRAPH (1) by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER VERS LIBRE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 29. ALL NOT WORTH A REWARD by PHILIP AYRES VERSES WRITTEN IN THE LEAVES OF AN IVORY POCKET-BOOK by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |