Humility Poem by Robert William Service

Humility

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My virtues in Carara stone
Cut carefully you all my scan;
Beneath I lie, a fetid bone,
The marble worth more than the man.

If on my pure tomb they should grave
My vices,--how the folks would grin!
And say with sympathetic wave:
"Like us he was a man of sin."

And somehow he consoled thereby,
Knowing they may, though Hades bent,
When finally they come to die,
Enjoy a snow-white monument.

And maybe it is just as well
When we from life and lust are riven,
That though our souls should sink to hell
Our tombs point: Destination Heaven!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ratnakar Mandlik 23 October 2016

Amazing inference, that though our soul should sink to hell Our tombs point: Destination Heaven! Thanks for sharing

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