Dark Days Poem by Max Ehrmann

Max Ehrmann

Indianapolis, Uinted States

Dark Days



What fool shall say, 'My days are fair,
God's in his world and all is well,'
When half mankind shrieks in despair
Worse than in Dante's flaming hell!

I cannot sing in happy mood
While hostile armies take their toll.
On these dark days I toil and brood
With starless midnight in my soul.

And yet, O World, O Life, O God!
I find myself, jest as the fool,
Believing in thy chastening rod,
Believing still that love must rule.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 24 March 2016

Hostile armies! ! Sadness on the face of the earth. Nice work.

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Max Ehrmann

Indianapolis, Uinted States
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