I Am The People The Mob
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 workingman, the inventor, the maker of the
world's food and clothes.
I am the audience that witnesses history.
The Napoleons
come from me and the Lincolns.
They die.
And
then I send forth more Napoleons and Lincolns.
I am the seed ground.
I am a prairie that will stand
for much plowing.
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 and spatter 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 name: "The 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.
Poem by
Carl Sandburg
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