Carl Sandburg Poem Discovery

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CHAMPAIGN, Ill. — A poem by the late writer Carl Sandburg that appears to have been previously unknown has turned up in the archives of the University of Illinois.
The university says the poem, entitled "A Revolver," was found last week by retired professor Ernie Gullerud as he helped index in Sandburg's archives in the Rare Book and Manuscript Library.
 
 

 

Here is a revolver.

 It has an amazing language all its own.

 It delivers unmistakable ultimatums.

 It is the last word.

 A simple, little human forefinger can tell a terrible story with 

it.

 Hunger, fear, revenge, robbery hide behind it.

 It is the claw of the jungle made quick and powerful.

 It is the club of the savage turned to magnificent precision.

 It is more rapid than any judge or court of law.

 It is less subtle and treacherous than any one lawyer or ten.

 When it has spoken, the case can not be appealed to the supreme court, 

nor any mandamus nor any injunction nor any stay of execution in and interfere 

with the original purpose.

 And nothing in human philosophy persists more strangely than the old 

belief that God is always on the side of those who have the most revolvers.

 

 

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