Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LUXURY'S CHILDREN, by ELAINE PIERCE MCCRELESS First Line: If they could view us now, that steadfast throng Last Line: To reach for hand-outs, whining, growing soft! Subject(s): Cruelty | ||||||||
If they could view us now, that steadfast throng Who dared the perils of an unblazed trail And, following their dream, slow-hewed their long Crude progress toward their goal, pitting their frail And shrinking flesh against the wilderness -- That band whom hunger's pain could not dispel Whose vision would permit of no regress, Whom fear or raiding savage could not quell -- They who advanced to meet the frontier's dare, Staked comfort, life, and loved ones on their win, And left for us the unearned, safer share -- What would they think to see their issued kin Tossing aside the torch they held aloft To reach for hand-outs, whining, growing soft! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SWIMMING POOL by THOMAS LUX THE CAMPS; FOR MARILYN HACKER by HAYDEN CARRUTH CRUELTY, DON'T TALK TO ME ABOUT CRUELTY by LUCILLE CLIFTON A TRUE STORY OF GOD by NORMAN DUBIE IN THE OCTAGONAL ROOM by ANSELM HOLLO SUPPLICATION by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. |
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