To Pa Gondeh
The veteran
When I was young and bold and strong
Oh,right was right, and wrong was wrong
My plume on high,my flag unfurled
I rode away to right the world
Come out , you dogs, and fight,said I-

But I am old , and good and bad
Are woven in a crazy plaid
I sit and say " The world is so
And he is wise who let it go
A battle lost,a battle won
"The difference is small,my son

Inertia rides and riddles me
.The which is called Philosophy