The door

Out of steps the future of the poor,
Enigmas, execuOut of steps tioners and rules,
Her Majesty in a bad temper or
The red-nosed Fool who makes a fool of fools.
Great person eye it in the twilight for
A past it might so carelessly let in,
A widow with a missionary grin,
The foaming inundation at a roar.
We pile our all against it when afraid,
And beat upon its panel when we die:
By happening to be open ones, it made
Enormous Alice see in wonderland
That waited for her in the sunshine, and,
Simply by being tiny, made her cry.