i do not know so many things, <br />and this blank dearth of ignorange <br />is paralyzing, conquering at times <br /> <br />yet do i know enough to act, <br />to judge what's right each moment, and <br />to force my feeble self to do it, too? <br /> <br />do i but over-dramatize to say <br />that i walk blindly, when a light <br />is hanging o'er my head, if i'd but look? <br /> <br />save me from this revelry in weakness <br />and unmask me to your strength<br /><br />R.S. Farris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/impasse-again/
