Poem December 14, 1963 ISSUE

LEADERSHIP

Maxine Le Pelley

Do we follow, with stumbling, His chosen scribe,Meeting demands with diatribe—Seeing no more than gifted penOr talent like that of other men?

Then we resemble the darkened one,Who saw no more than carpenter's son.

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