Question

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.