Beyond Imposing Gates
Beyond imposing gates there lies the place
Where charming children of the leisure class
Live out their carefree days at tranquil pace
And play patrician games on greener grass.
Across the street stands shyly a small boy
In beggarly attire all wet by rain:
He watches bound by grief and craves the joy
Which he is never destined to attain.
The view before him puzzles and defies
His dream of justice on this cheerless day.
He shakes his head, draws closer still and sighs,
But then he bites his lip, turns back and walks away.
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