Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ONE, by ELEANOR MARIE WALKER


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First Line: There are not many peoples / but a people
Last Line: Makes it like unto a lie.
Subject(s): Brothers; Poetry & Poets; Half-brothers


There are not many peoples
But a people.
And not a people
But a person.
It all is reduced
To the lowest
Common denomination.
Yes, there are many languages
But all ask,
"Brother, whither goest thou
And why?"
There are many poets
For many races,
Yet they are all one poet
Who writes,
"I am history.
I write the dreams of man,
They are the only things
Time touches lightly.
And in the one person
Who is all the people,
There is one mind
And it feels
Not just the throb of today,
But the almost suffocated beat of yesterday
And the low mumblings of tomorrow.
All individuals --
Yet all one person.
The great tangle of the universe,
The very truth of it
Makes it like unto a lie.





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