Gwendolyn Brooks

(7 June 1917 – 3 December 2000 / Topeka, Kansas)

Speech To The Young : Speech To The Progress-Toward

Poem by Gwendolyn Brooks

Say to them,
say to the down-keepers,
the sun-slappers,
the self-soilers,
the harmony-hushers,
"even if you are not ready for day
it cannot always be night."
You will be right.
For that is the hard home-run.

Live not for battles won.
Live not for the-end-of-the-song.
Live in the along.


Comments about Speech To The Young : Speech To The Progress-Toward by Gwendolyn Brooks

  • James Robert Beswick (5/12/2020 8:42:00 PM)

    yes make senses to make a speech(Report)Reply

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  • n_word (2/12/2019 3:21:00 PM)

    hey yehia i an dose not make sense fam(Report)Reply

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  • yehia (1/21/2018 10:58:00 PM)

    I an afraid to say the word, ''live'' is a verb unless it is pronounced like '' life'' in the track. is it correct to pronounce it like life in this context?(Report)Reply

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  • Eric Murugami (3/11/2010 7:51:00 AM)

    Words last a lifetime.

    http: //emurugami.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-are-important.html(Report)Reply

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  • Shelley L Baxter-stanley (9/15/2007 4:54:00 PM)

    Another wonderous inspiring poem! I so Love Gwendolyn works...she was brilliant in her time and in modern times.Wish she was still around to write....10/10
    =Shelley=(Report)Reply

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  • Shorty Trouble (12/6/2006 2:58:00 PM)

    Hey ya'll, This poem is very interesting! It's really just saying to live in the present and not the past! I got to go to class! More info later, maybe! !(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004