Geoffrey Brewer Poet Rhyme

The Unsung

We praise a hidden world 
Raise banners high, unfurled
The purity we prize
Demands an exercise

The channels ‘neath the street
With human gifts replete
Release us from a scourge
Result of bodies’ urge

Who dug ground to deliver
The path of golden river
We’ll go out and applaud
Pray for and thank the Lord

God bless the sewage farm
With graced bucolic charm
Its fragrance that we shun
Too high for mortal man

In future when we tell
Of noble deeds done well 
We’ll say as we review it
Yea! someone had to do it

The men who consecrate
To hide contaminate
We’ll give the pride of place
And raise on marble dais
(Perhaps Porcelain)


13 July 2020

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Joseph P. DiMino August 3, 2020 at 8:45 PM My first jobs as a young man were often cleaning toilets -- I decided from the get-go, that I would be the best custodian there ever was. People took pride, no matter the labor. I fondly remember Jackie Gleason and his sidekick, Norton (the sewer worker) -- hilarious! Well said my friend.

Andrea Dietrich August 2, 2020 at 2:41 PM LOVE this. It's so unique and a pleasure to read.

Gershon Wolf July 29, 2020 at 7:29 PM Ha, ha! Do you think their statues would be torn down in the USA? ~ gw Geoffrey Brewer August 1, 2020 at 1:10 AM Flushed away! Thanks, Gershon.

P.S. Awtry July 27, 2020 at 8:07 PM Yes, truly they are the unsung heroes. Civilization would be far less civilized without those... (believe it or not the validation code (proper name escapes me) is "PEE") Geoffrey Brewer July 29, 2020 at 2:09 AM Thank you, PS. Your comment is much appreciated. Perhaps we should start a movement (!) to Promote Excrescence Evanescence - The PEE.