Errors

The error is made today, of late,
And too many can err in the ways of men.
The errors so bold and hard are lately in contempt,
For they are reckless, and I am poor for all.

The whole question is a mistake,
The whole answer should be silenced
For the signal is lasting and resolute,
As forming the signs of distrust.

Boldly go where we have gone,
Boldness shall overcome those in distrust;
Let happiness behold some fine path
And let it shake so much for the quake.