<h2><SPAN name="poem55"></SPAN>THE QUESTION</h2>
<p class="poetry">Beside us in our seeking after pleasures,<br/>
Through all our restless striving after fame,<br/>
Through all our search for worldly gains and treasures,<br/>
There walketh one whom no man likes to name.<br/>
Silent he follows, veiled of form and feature,<br/>
Indifferent if we sorrow or rejoice,<br/>
Yet that day comes when every living creature<br/>
Must look upon his face and hear his voice.</p>
<p class="poetry">When that day comes to you, and Death,
unmasking,<br/>
Shall bar your path, and say, “Behold the
end,”<br/>
What are the questions that he will be asking<br/>
About your past? Have you considered,
friend?<br/>
I think he will not chide you for your sinning,<br/>
Nor for your creeds or dogmas will he care;<br/>
He will but ask, “From your life’s first beginning<br/>
How many burdens have you helped to bear?”</p>
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