The Great Humanity


The great humanity is the deck-passenger on the ship
third class on the train
on foot on the causeway
the great humanity.

The great humanity goes to work at eight
marries at twenty
dies at forty
the great humanity.

There is enough bread for all except the great humanity
it is the same for rice
for sugar
for cloth
for books
there is enough for all except the great humanity.

The great humanity has no shade on his soil
no lamp on his road
no glass on his window
but the great humanity has hope
you can’t live without hope.

By Nazım Hikmet


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