Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Choices - Poem by Carl Sandburg

They offer you many things,
I a few.
Moonlight on the play of fountains at night
With water sparkling a drowsy monotone,
Bare-shouldered, smiling women and talk
And a cross-play of loves and adulteries
And a fear of death
and a remembering of regrets:
All this they offer you.
I come with:
salt and bread
a terrible job of work
and tireless war;
Come and have now:
hunger.
danger
and hate.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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