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
- Eclogue:–The Common A-Took In by William Barnes
- A Fact, And An Imagination, Or, Canute And Alfred, On The Seashore by William Wordsworth
- Magnolia Shoals by Sylvia Plath
- Cologne by Samuel Coleridge
- Soul by Malkia Charlee NoCry
- Алексей Жемчужников – Весна
- Robert Burns: On Commissary Goldie’s Brains:
- The 9th Inning poem – Ygor Noblott poems | Poetry Monster
- Жан де Лафонтен – Язычник и деревянный Идол
- The Song of the Dead by Rudyard Kipling
- The Yeoman of Kent by William Somervile
- Youth And Beauty by William Carlos Williams
- Олег Бундур – Февраль
- Robert Burns: Pretty Peg:
- Ageing Schoolmaster by Vernon Scannell
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