Henry Lawson

Here you will find the Poem His Brothers Keeper of poet Henry Lawson

His Brothers Keeper

By his paths through the parched desolation,
Hot rides and the terrible tramps;
By the hunger, the thirst, the privation
Of his work in the further most camps.

By his worth in the light that shall search men
And prove ? ay! And justify each ? 
I place him in front of all churchmen
Who feel not, who know not ? but preach!