Say this city has ten million souls, Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes: Yet there's no place for us, my dear, yet there's no place for us.
Collected Shorter Poems, 1927-1957 (ed. 1966)
Say this city has ten million souls, Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes: Yet there's no place for us, my dear, yet there's no place for us.
Collected Shorter Poems, 1927-1957 (ed. 1966)