Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FAIR PLAY, by M. L. CLAWSON First Line: A monument for millionaires Last Line: To the men who died with their jobs. Subject(s): Disasters; Labor & Laborers; Ships & Shipping; Shipwrecks; Titanic (ship); Work; Workers | ||||||||
A monument for millionaires A monument for snobs. No marble shaft for the men on the craft, Who simply worked at their jobs. The owner of gold and the wearer if lace Is the thing that determines a hero's place. But I'll sing a song to right the wrong, I'll sing of the loyal crew. In the hold of the ship, who never knew How the hand of death did fall Of the band that played while the good ship swayed Unmindful of the call. I'll drop a tear to the boys in the hold, Who never knew and never were told Who lived alone by the engine's throbs And died as they livedat work on their jobs. I'll speak a word and breathe a prayer, For those now drifting with the tide Here's a cheer, and a sob And a tear o'er their ocean bier To the men who died with their jobs. | 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 TO JOHN KEATS, POET, AT SPRING TIME by COUNTEE CULLEN |
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