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
- The Hemp by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Only Breath by Jelaluddin Rumi
- To Aziz Song Of Mahomed Akram
- To a Childless Woman by Siegfried Sassoon
- Николай Заболоцкий – Болезнь
- A Sonnet Occasioned by the Bad Weather Which Hindered the Sports at New-Market in January, 1616 by William Drummond
- To A Young Lady. On Her Recovery From A Fever by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Gadara, A.D. 31 by John Oxenham
- The Flower-School by Rabindranath Tagore
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Чудом тени
- English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Hymn 2. Исаак Уоттс.
- A Green Stream. by Wang Wei
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 01 – part 03 by Torquato Tasso
- Orlando Furioso Canto 23 by Ludovico Ariosto
- Зинаида Александрова – Большая ложка
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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).
