Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MERCENARIES, by BERTON BRALEY Poet's Biography First Line: They come from all over the planet Last Line: this army of men on the job! Subject(s): Labor & Laborers; Militarism; Work; Workers | ||||||||
They come from all over the planet, An Army that's never at rest, Wherever a job is, they man it, In East, North or South or the West. The Wops and the Slavs and the Limeys The Hunkies and Micks and the Yanks, Where dust, sweat and labor and grime is They battle in militant ranks. They war with the desert and river, They fight with the quag and the rock, Their blows make a continent shiver, And mountains are split by the shock; They lift the steel over the ridges, They dam up the floods coming down, They fling forth the trestles and bridges, They burrow 'neath torrent and town. Big-chested, big-hearted, big-handed, They march to the furthest frontiers And there they perform as commanded Without any salvoes of cheers. A hard-thewed and rough aggregation A mixed and a polygot mob Who battle for civilization This Army of Men on the Job! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER WORKING SIXTY HOURS AGAIN FOR WHAT REASON by HICOK. BOB DAY JOB AND NIGHT JOB by ANDREW HUDGINS BIXBY'S LANDING by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS IN CALIFORNIA: MORNING, EVENING, LATE JANUARY by DENISE LEVERTOV |
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