...Pressure on people
People on streets
Turned away from it all
Like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work...

~  Queen and David Bowie - Under Pressure Greatest Hits II (c) 1991


I Sit and Look Out

I sit and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all

I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see in low life the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband - I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love attempted to be hid - I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny - I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea - I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these - All the meanness and agony without end I sitting look out upon, See, hear, and am silent.


Walt Whitman (1819 - 1892).  Leaves of Grass.  1900.

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