There’s Safety in the Hive.
There’s Knowledge in the Hive.
We Share Art in the Hive.
We Find Love in the Hive.
We Fight in the Hive.
Share Your Truth with the Hive.
Spread a Lie through the Hive
Make a Wish to the Hive.
Take Men’s Lives with the Hive.
Can’t Wait without the Hive.
Can’t Make without the Hive.
Gut Aches without the Hive.
Can’t Escape the Hive.
Back when death was cheap and disease was rife, a young man wrote a poem about persistence that still rings through our language today.
Like all the best poetry, it’s simple and yet it sings with wisdom.
The wisdom comes from countless generations of people who had no choice but to “keep a-pluggin’ away” when there was little hope. When the only success and the only certainty of respite came from a clean death.
When the clouds have rolled away,
There will come a brighter day
All your labor to repay,
Keep a-plugging away.
Paul Laurence Dunbar published a dozen books of poetry, four books of short stories, four novels, lyrics for a musical, and a play before he died of tuberculosis aged 33.