Proclaim, that:—
“‘God is working out His will’—
Too slow perhaps
For challengers of spotted vice;
For those who seek for the world’s and the Nation’s failings, inhuman sloth, stubbornness and sin.”
Whatever thy chronicle,
Let it not savor of a full stomach’s satisfaction
That feels content with ill-got gain derived from tricks of trade.
Live amidst conditions on both sides;
Experience the chill and pinch of poverty;