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One Wants A Teller In A Time Like This
(7 June 1917 – 3 December 2000 / Topeka, Kansas)

One Wants A Teller In A Time Like This

Poem By Gwendolyn Brooks

One wants a teller in a time like this

One's not a man, one's not a woman grown
To bear enormous business all alone.

One cannot walk this winding street with pride
Straight-shouldered, tranquil-eyed,
Knowing one knows for sure the way back home.
One wonders if one has a home.

One is not certain if or why or how.
One wants a Teller now:

Put on your rubbers and you won't catch a cold
Here's hell, there's heaven. Go to Sunday School
Be patient, time brings all good things-(and cool
Stong balm to calm the burning at the brain?)
Behold,
Love's true, and triumphs; and God's actual.

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The difficulties faced by modern man in day to day's fast life with so many things to remember and to perform, wonderfully versified.


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