sad poetry in english||poetry in english

I have heard the most wonderful sad poetry in English that touched my heart, and you should read this too

I am the People

                                                                 -the Mob by Carl Sandburg

I am the people the mob the crowd,

the mass do you know that all the great work

of the world is done through me I am the

working man the inventor the maker of

the world’s food and clothes

I am the audience that witnesses history

the Napoleon’s come from me and the

Lincoln’s they die and then I send forth

more Napoleon’s and Lincoln’s I am the

seed crowned I am a Prairie that will

stand for much ploughing terrible storms

pass over me I forget the best of me is

sucked out and wasted I forget

everything but death comes to me and

makes me work and give up what I have

and I forget sometimes

I growl shake myself as better a few red

drops for history to remember then I

forget when I the people learn to

remember when I the people use the

lessons of yesterday and no longer

forget who robbed me last year who

played me for a fool then there will be

no speaker in all the world say the

names of people with any Fleck of a

sneer in his voice or any far-off smile

of derision the mob the crowd the mass

will arrive then

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