| Alfred Kreymborg, ed. Others for 1919. 1920. | | | | The Night Shift | | By William Saphier |
| | | THEY are like pick axes, | |
| they never argue, | |
| and never smile. | |
| They tramp through the darkness | |
| to work. | 5 |
| They tramp through the darkness | |
| home to sleep. | |
| They are like pick axes, | |
| and with solemn faces | |
| go through glass and iron | 10 |
| and through cement. | |
| With their hard hands | |
| they kill the night. | |
| They are like pick axes, | |
| they never worry, | 15 |
| and never think, is it wrong. | |
| If it is, | |
| they will make a good job of it. | |
| They move like fate | |
| and each hides a scar, | 20 |
| somewhere in the night, | |
| and tells the world | |
| to go to hell. | | | | |
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