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The Poetry of Margaret Rorke

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Out of the Question

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Why must a man act the brave pioneer
Blazing a trail in a lost hemisphere,
Sailing like Hudson to harbors unknown,
So independent and so on his own;
Driving his car where he thinks it should go,
Staunchly refusing to ask so he’d know?

Never conceding he has any fears
‘Bout where he’s headed ’til trouble appears,
Then he grows stubborn, as stubborn can be …
He’ll work this out. Just be patient and see.
Nothing upsets him unless “we” suggest
Asking directions might really be best.

That is the insult that crushes his pride!
Where is the faith of his once trusting bride?
How would this country have ever been made
Minus the men who explored unafraid!
(Maybe their wives could have hastened the task.
They’d have found gas stations where they could ask!)

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