FEAR Fear grips their lives, The lonely, the far and lost. They group round like bats, And their eyes are like marbles. They burn themselves to ashes With their own heat and fire. THE UNKNOWN CITY You cannot blame us. We followed the sun And the rain with gladness and full of hope. There were many other lands to go to, But we were astounded by your horizons, And we were glad we came and brought our names with us. We came to share with the machinery of your greatness, And we were unhappy to discover this: Your people are miserable from the lack of mutual speech, Their children are stereotyped; And we cannot be like them -- We have brought our city's speech with us. I am afraid I am not able to write down our language So you can read our faces in the dark; But I can act, though, and run down the streets Peopled with men who know no compromise, Till I stumble against you, And I will rap at you and scratch you like a cat To let you feel the strength of our city. We can jump over the tall buildings like leaves, But without words to reveal us, And fall on your feet, But without tears to deceive us -- We are invincible with death -- Look and examine us! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LITTLE BROWN BABY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR DREAMS OLD AND NASCENT: NASCENT by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE PEREGRINUS by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE THE BANKRUPT by JOSEPH BEAUMONT A WOMAN'S SONNETS: 3 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE PEACE OF COLLEGE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |