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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508885" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Under-Dogs</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What have we done, Oh Lord, that we<br>   Are evil starred?<br>How have we erred and sinned to be<br>   So scourged and scarred?<br>Lash us, Oh Lord, with scorpion whips,<br>   We can but run;<br>But harken to our piteous lips:<br>   What have we done?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How have we sinned to rouse your wrath,<br>   To earn your scorn?<br>Stony and steep has been our path<br>   Since we were born.<br>Oh for a sign, a hope, a word,<br>   A heaven glance;<br>Why is your hand against us, Lord?<br>   Give us a chance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What shall we do, Oh God, to gain<br>   Your mercy seat?<br>Shall we live out our lives in pain<br>   And dark defeat?<br>Shall we in servitude bow low<br>   Unto the end?<br>How we would hope, could we but know<br>   You are our friend!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are the disinherited,<br>   The doomed, the lost.<br>For breath with dust and ashes fed,<br>   We pay the cost.<br>Dumb mouths! Yet though we bleed, with prayer<br>   We kiss the sword;<br>Aye, even dying we forbear<br>   To curse Thee, Lord.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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   Are evil starred?
How have we erred and sinned to be
   So scourged and scarred?
Lash us, Oh Lord, with scorpion whips,
   We can but run;
But harken to our piteous lips:
   What have we done?

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