Outcasts

I know how men in exile feed on dreams.

I know how men in exile feed on dreams.

The cat of the slums and alleys, starved, outcast, harried,... still displays the self- reliant watchfulness which man has never read more

The cat of the slums and alleys, starved, outcast, harried,... still displays the self- reliant watchfulness which man has never taught it to lay aside.

And alien tears will fill for him Pity's long-broken urn, For his mourners will be outcast men, And outcasts always read more

And alien tears will fill for him Pity's long-broken urn, For his mourners will be outcast men, And outcasts always mourn.