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
