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Where are the brave men, where are the strong men?

Pygmies rise

And spawn the earth.

Weak-kneed, weak-hearted, and afraid,

Afraid to face the counsel of their timid hearts,

Afraid to look men squarely,

Down they gaze⁠—

With fatal fascination

Down, down⁠—

Into the whirling maggot sands

Of prejudice.