The Vagabonds
YE build you houses of your creeds
Or live in those ye never built;
Or live in those ye never built;
We go the winds’ way; no one heeds,
We filch our freedom, risk the guilt.
We filch our freedom, risk the guilt.
Ye spin you webs of thin belief
To lure the unthinking from without;
To lure the unthinking from without;
No easy Yes we hold in fief,
We are the vagabonds of doubt.
We are the vagabonds of doubt.
Ye fear all force, or show of might,
Ye think Restraint is all life’s art;
Ye think Restraint is all life’s art;
We learn all weathers, day and night;
Behold! ours is the better part!
Behold! ours is the better part!
Your roofs will fall, your webs be torn
For gazing with unseeing eyes;
For gazing with unseeing eyes;
Our vigil is for thought unborn,
We sentinel the great Surmise.
We sentinel the great Surmise.