One Wants A Teller In A Time Like This Poem by Gwendolyn Brooks
One Wants A Teller In A Time Like This
One wants a teller in a time like this
One's not a man, one's not a woman grown
To bear enormous business all alone.
One cannot walk this winding street with pride
Straight-shouldered, tranquil-eyed,
Knowing one knows for sure the way back home.
One wonders if one has a home.
One is not certain if or why or how.
One wants a Teller now:
Put on your rubbers and you won't catch a cold
Here's hell, there's heaven. Go to Sunday School
Be patient, time brings all good things-(and cool
Stong balm to calm the burning at the brain?)
Behold,
Love's true, and triumphs; and God's actual.
Put on your rubbers and you won't catch a cold Here's, there's heaven. Go to Sunday School Be patient, time brings all good things-(and cool Stong balm to calm the burning at the brain?) Behold, Love's true, and triumphs; and God's actual........beautiful poem; need a teller in time need a dower in time need human all time
Way back home! ! ! Musing along with your mind. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Love's true, and triumphs; and God's actual.. Marvellous poem
Love reading the poem of this great NorthAmerican Poetess, she writes excellent poetry best to mankind 5 Stars full
A wonderful and well crafted poem with a great message.
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12/5/2025 6:21:34 AM # 1.0.0
Faith and with God one can bear the enormous burden of life 10++