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Sunday, November 12, 2006

So he died for his faith. That is fine--
More than most of us do.
But stay, can you add to that line
That he lived for it, too?
In death he bore witness at last
As a martyr to truth.
Did his life do the same in the past
From the days of his youth?
It is easy to die.
Men have died
For a wish or a whim--
From bravado or passion or pride.
Was it harder for him?
But to live: every day to live out
All the truth that he dreamt
,While his friends met his conduct with doubt,
And the world with contempt--
Was it thus that he plodded ahead,
Never turning aside?
Then we'll talk of the life that he led--
Never mind how he died.


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