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
- Lalila To The Ferengi Lover
- Crossing the Frontier
- Ballade Against The Jesuits poem – Andrew Lang poems
- French Revolution, The (excerpt) by William Blake
- Владимир Высоцкий – Утренняя гимнастика
- Election Ballad at close of Contest for representing the Dumfries Burghs, 1790 by Robert Burns
- The World is with Me by Thomas Hood
- A Jog-Trot Pair by Thomas Hardy
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – На поле Ватерло
- Владимир Британишский – Крылов и тверяки
- A Message to Commissioner Li At Zizhou by Wang Wei
- Bonie Jean: A Ballad by Robert Burns
- A Winter Ride poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- London Poets poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Lyonesse
Some external links:
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).
