What of it? We call them brave perhaps? Yes; what if the time should come when no one will fight for anything… — Marianne Moore

We are what we were at birth, and each trait has remained

in conformity with earth's and with heaven's logic:

Be the devil's tool, resort to black magic,

None can diverge from the ends which Heaven foreordained.

We Call Them the Brave

who likely were reluctant to be brave.

Maine should be pleased that its animal

is not a waverer, and rather

than fight, lets the primed quill fall.

Shallow oppressor, intruder,

insister, you have found a resister.