I am in mind of ranching mornings
That, as I look out on the world,
Tell me I should take the warnings
Of such as their threats unfurled
And say to me that I have been too lax
In making me the kind of man
Who can repel or weather the attacks
That seem soon to come. I plan
To fail because I have not done the work
To know what I will do for mine
When what I do the world from me will jerk--
And I oncoming see the time.
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