"Too many fall from
great and good
For you to doubt the
likelihood."
-(fro) Robert Frost's
(poem) "Provide,
Provide." (1938).
Too many have
come and gone--
Too many sought
and thought--
For you to have lost
or won;
Too many want to
get to their dreams
in steps light,
If only too fast they
are washed ashore--
Or left out to
be 'acquinted with
the night,'
With no second
chance, beaten to
the core;
And too many have
put their love with
trust
In brute, brute
another's heart,
In the end with no
love but driven to
dust;
Why, too many fail to
give another
Try, impatient to
treat with hate
The very lover with
whom they
felt together,
Hence with no heart,
and for nothing in
hope to wait.
-by
Hakim H. Kassim
(d. June 06, 2023)
-NOTE: the quatation in Line 6 ("acquinted with the night") comes from Robert Frost's (poem) "One Acquinted with the Night" (1928).