Close and closer, always nigh ...
... _Why_?... _Why_?

Why he labors under ban
That denies him for a man.
Why his utmost drop of blood
Buys for him no human good;
Why his utmost urge of strength
Only lets Them starve at length;--
Will not let him starve alone;
He must watch, and see his own
Fade and fail, and starve, and die.

* * * * *

... _Why_?... _Why_?

* * * * *

Heart-beats, in a hammering song,
Heavy as an ox may plod,
Goaded--goaded--faint with wrong,
Cry unto some ghost of God
... _How long_?... _How long_?
.......... _How long_?


III

Seek him yet. Search for him!