A group of people get inside the bus,
Comes down from the bus.
They are about fifteen, with digging hoe, in hand.
The black people of village.
They are going to work, in row.
They are labour,
Mixed with soil, sweat and salt.
I can recognize their sweat and salt,
Sweat and salt of hard worker man.
I can hear their heart beat,
The heart beats of most ordinary man.
They made strong the axe of man,
With their blood.
They are man.
They enrich the moving history,
The evolutionary history of man.
They are man.
They are labour.
They are walking in row,
With digging hoe in hand.
I feel united with them.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Woman In Front Of Poster Of Herself poem – Alice Notley
- Behold, As Goblins Dark Of Mien by Robert Louis Stevenson
- Олег Бундур – Света у доски
- Ballade Of Old Plays poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Outside The Village Church poem – Alfred Austin
- София Парнок – Екатерине Гельцер
- When Runnels Began To Leap And Sing poem – Alfred Austin
- Red Slippers poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Ифигения в Авлиде («Ифигения-жертва») (перевод)
- Fragment. Welcome Joy, And Welcome Sorrow poem – John Keats poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Не писать стихов мне и романов
- To A Castillan Song by Sara Teasdale
- Федор Сологуб – Зачем, скажи
- Henry Purcell poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- A Color of the Sky by Tony Hoagland
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
