As part of a larger discussion online, I ran across a very thoughtful poem. It is entitled: “Bar,” and was written by the famous author: Anonymous. I Googled it, but found no answer as to the poet. If you know, please inform me.
The name of each saloon’s a bar,
The fittest of its names by far.
A bar to heaven, a door to hell.
Whoever named it, named it well.
A bar to manliness and wealth,
A door to want and broken health;
A bar to honor, pride, and fame,
A door to sin and grief and shame;
A bar to hope, a bar to prayer,
A door to darkness and despair.
A bar to honored, useful life,
A door to brawling, senseless strife;
A bar to all that’s true and brave,
A door to every drunkard’s grave;
A bar to joys that home imparts,
A door to tears and aching hearts;
A bar to heaven, a door to hell,
Whoever named it named it well.