Author Ethelwyn Wetherald Thank God for pluck–unknown to slaves– The self ne'er of its Self bereft, Who, when the right arm's shattered, waves The good flag with the left. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments