Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, PROGRESS, by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT



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First Line: I saw a leader riding. O how white!
Last Line: Unless disgrace and death pay god a toll.
Subject(s): Corruption In Politics; Leadership


I saw a leader riding. O how white!
Whiter than fear could ever paint a face,
Muter than silence born of long disgrace,
Shaven-shorn from prison rode that sick wight.
Behind him marched his followers. Grievous sight!
Small, drunken, dull, of every alien race,
Some playing fool along a public place,
Starved, striking workmen clamored for their right.
Disgrace and death, what end to leadership!
Poor knave to strive beyond what nature stands,
But breaks or rots and ends the savior's role!
Poor souls whose leaders like themselves may slip,
Whose progress is the prey of tainted hands! --
Unless disgrace and death pay God a toll.





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