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Man Unbowed [A poem]
Man Unbowed Unbowed by sin, the world of man, stands Is this the handy work Satan made and gave? What divides, is flanked by man and Satan! O Adversary, lord of the air, ruler of earth, How will you protest in that doomful hour? #481 [2/11/2005] Mr. Siluk was the winner of the magazine competition by "The Eldritch Dark [.com]," [a tribute to Clark A. Smith] for most favored writer[contributor] for 2004 [with readership of some 2.2-million]. And received a letter of gratitude from President Bush for his many articles he published in the internet magazine, "useless-knowledge.com," during his campaign for president, 2004 [1.2-million readership]. His website: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com
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