Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY LITANY, by BLANCHE C. HOWLETT First Line: O lord, deliver me from snobbery Last Line: Reality, existence, knowledge, bliss. Subject(s): Prayer; Roosevelt, Franklin Delano (1882-1945) | ||||||||
O Lord, deliver me from snobbery, Big I and little you, the safety Device to hide inferiority. Give me the understanding now to see Divinity in all, the woman of The streets, diseased beggars in filthy rags, And parasites, -- the shunned of all the earth. What is reality? A man-made God A person, limited, residing in A place in space? O omnipresent God, These man-made concepts fail to satisfy; For what is matter, energy and mind, But modes of motion, God made manifest To carnal relative humanity. Material man sees matter; Christ sees God. We see charwomen -- many laborers -- Exhaust their energy for pittances, No provision made for their old age. Their unattractive work despised by snobs Whose fleshy tabernacles loll. Their lives Made pleasant by the toil of laborers. My country's government, whose science is The law of God made manifest upon The earth, will see old age insurance passed, Reforestation change denuded lands To scenes of beauty. Planting berries, fruits, And crops of various kinds will furnish work For unemployed. The army and navy's knowledge, Gained at government expense, in times Of peace will train the underpriviledged youth Until upon the human consciousness A true democracy will dawn. The goal For each, at-one-ment with the infinite Reality, existence, knowledge, bliss. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANNIVERSARIES: CLAREMONT AVENUE, FROM 1945 by CAROLYN KIZER AT WARM SPRINGS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET BALLAD OF ROOSEVELT by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES MEXICO CITY BLUES (4TH CHORUS) by JOHN KEROUAC CONFIDENTIAL REPORT by JAMES LAUGHLIN HOMAGE TO OUR LEADERS by JULIAN SYMONS LITTLE SNAIL by HILDA CONKLING |
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