One shelters in a comfort where none can roam,
The other wanders with hammer, and crafts crudely;
The first finds security in a tyrant’s home,
While the second strikes against hidden cruelty.
A pounding of the hammer begot
The reprisal of a sordid weak-spot;
But the movement of a hammer had sought
Higher pillars to be erected in thought.
The first curse and condemn
At destruction’s wake;
But a hammer did mend
What was in their hearts to quake.
Will the first realize the fortune of breaking?