Why do we gaze at the mud and the slime, When there are clouds and the stars, And the myriad beautiful sights to be seen On this wonderful planet of ours? We know there is mud and we know there is slime, But we know there is blue sky and fair; Why do we gaze at the scum and the filth Instead of this loveliness rare? Why unceasingly prate of his faults and his sins, When the goodness of man is so great; When there's love and compassion and tenderness deep, More potent than envy and hate? We know there is always the sin and the wrong, But we know there is honor and right; Why do we mention the evil and crime Instead of nobility's might? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE PROSPECT OF PLANTING ARTS AND LEARNING IN AMERICA by GEORGE BERKELEY OF THE THEME OF LOVE by MARGARET LUCAS CAVENDISH SANTORIN (A LEGEND OF THE AEGEAN) by JAMES ELROY FLECKER CYNTHIA RETURNED FROM THE COUNTRY by PHILIP AYRES GHOST-BEREFT; A SCENE FROM BOGLAND IN WAR-TIME by JANE BARLOW AND THE DREAMERS OF DREAMS by JOHN OSCAR BECK |