On a photograph of Ernest Bevin at the age of fourteen
You can see it in his later photos
Once you've seen it here.
Here its very clear.
His eyes are elsewhere.
The young man in his bow tie,
His waistcoat and his watch and chain,
The orphan boy,
Put out to work at the age of ten
Already the pose of a statesman.
But his eyes are looking beyond that.
I wish I could say I was living in
the future he is looking at.