Humanity Poem by Gregory Corso
Humanity
What simple profundities
What profound simplicities
To sit down among the trees
and breathe with them
in murmur brool and breeze —
And how can I trust them
who pollute the sky
with heavens
the below with hells
Well, humankind,
I’m part of you
and so my son
but neither of us
will believe
your big sad lie
A poem of were all in it together? No matter the weather, come rain or shine let's be kind!
I liked this very much. I remember Gregory. Good poet. Of course he was with Jack and Allen and the other Beats.
Can understand your concern about high pollution around and longing for a clear sky. Nice write.
It's about religion polluting the sky (with heavens, the below with hells) ...
This poem isn't about the usual kind of pollution... The big lie is religion..
pollution workshop of helI the sky free from pollution like the heaven but under the sky there live polluted helI is the sky pure living upper place! !
Sad one but it is true. Thought provoking poem. Loved it.
This is a beautiful poem on humanity having touching expression and nice collocation.
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1/14/2025 10:39:13 AM # 1.0.0
Should brool be brook? Otherwise an interesting poem.