Category: Great Poems


Humanity I Love You Poem

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humanity i love you

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e.e.cummings

Humanity i love you because you would rather black the boots of success than enquire whose soul dangles from his watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both 

parties and because you
unflinchingly applaud all
songs containing the words country home and
mother when sung at the old howard

Humanity i love you because
when you’re hard up you pawn your
intelligence to buy a drink and when
you’re flush pride keeps

you from the pawn shops and
because you are continually committing
nuisances but more
especially in your own house

Humanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it’s there and sitting down

on it
and because you are
forever making poems in the lap
of death Humanity

i hate you

I offer this as possibly the best poem ever written. Its inner meaning is terribly deep and although it was written many decades ago, it reflects the American condition of present times. A perfect example of the theme of this poem is Monsanto.  This company has made a tremendous fortune from the poisoning and genetic rape of the entire ecosystem of the planet earth and all its plants, animals and peoples...”would rather black the boots of success than enquire whose soul dangles from his watch-chain”.  Dr. Joseph Mengele… you too.  

How callous some of us can be, how sociopathic, how psychopathic…madness married to technology.  Power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely…just because so many “would rather black the boots of success than enquire…”  See where that leads?


Humanity i love you
because you would rather black the boots of
success than enquire whose soul dangles from his
watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both 
parties and because you
unflinchingly applaud all
songs containing the words country home and
mother when sung at the old howardHumanity i love you because
when you’re hard up you pawn your
intelligence to buy a drink and when
you’re flush pride keepsyou from the pawn shops and
because you are continually committing
nuisances but more
especially in your own houseHumanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it’s there and sitting downon it
and because you are
forever making poems in the lap
of death Humanityi hate you Edward Estlin Cummings

Humanity I Love You Analysis

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humanity i love you analysis

….”that you would rather black the boots of success than enquire whose soul dangles from his watch chain”.  In other words, we fawn over the rich and famous, envy them, try to be them but never stop to consider what we corrupt within ourselves along the road of becoming.  The Portrait of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde is an interesting and excellent extension of this theme. Can anyone actually achieve great financial success without sacrificing their soul…and the souls of many others? Were we all not so willing to throw principles aside to achieve our personal “success”, this would be a much different and more beautiful world. Just ask Bernie Madoff, Hosni Mubarek or Kadafi…or maybe Bill Clinton, George Bush or Barak Obama… or Monsanto that poisons the entire world for their profits.  Just how many souls are dangling from those watch chains?

(all three poems appear under the “Great Poems” category link under “Topics List” to the right )

Ozymandias by P.B. Shelley

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I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

Shelley Portrait circa 1821

Simply stated, Shelley was telling us that power does not extend through time, nor does the ego extend through time.   The death of the body is simultaneously the death of the ego.    Ozymandias, this pompous,  self congratulating braggart of a king was mocked by Shelley who deftly sketched the imagery of  power being turned to rubble and ultimately,   to dust.  Time mocks all, especially you, Ozymandias.

To me, this poem feels personal.  Shelley was talking to someone, expressing in couched language his contempt for a particular someone.  My guess is that Shelley was deeply infuriated with Lord Chancellor Eldon, the magistrate who refused him custody of his first two children.

It should have been no surprise to Shelley that his choices seemed to others to be quite reprehensible,  most especially to Eldon,  yet this seems to be the case.   Is Eldon Ozymandias?  Was Shelley striking at this man in the only way he could? Were words his weapons?  The poem itself is total mockery, sublimely subtle, deftly and succinctly stated, it drips with disdain.

(Harriet Westbrook , his young wife, had drowned herself in the local river after he had left her and the children to spend some quality time with Mary Wollstonecraft, whom he married, making him briefly a bigamist.  Mary later wrote her famous Gothic nightmare, Frankenstein.  Shelley wrote much divine poetry before he drowned at age 29, caught by a squall off the north west coast of Italy.  Prometheus Unbound is his most acclaimed work.)

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore–
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over–
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

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