Chapter 11 THESE LITTLE ONES

If Life were what the liars say

And failure called the tune

Mayhap the road to ruin then

Were cluttered deep wi' broken men;

We'd all be seekers blindly led

To weave wi' worms among the dead,

If Life were what the liars say

And failure called the tune.

But Life is Father of us all

(Dear Father, if we knew!)

And underne