Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)

The Spring Running - Poem by Rudyard Kipling

Man goes to Man! Cry the challenge through the Jungle!
He that was our Brother goes away.
Hear, now, and judge, O ye People of the Jungle--
Answer, who can turn him--who shall stay?

Man goes to Man! He is weeping in the Jungle:
He that was our Brother sorrows sore!
Man goes to Man! (Oh, we loved him in the Jungle!)
To the Man-Trail where we may not follow more.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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