Literature review: Poem “The Final Hour” by Yevgeniy Yevtushenko
The first thought after reading the poem is a doubt. Will there really be an end and liberation? Is there really anything out there greater than every day routine, and is there really anything beyond just striving to survive in everyday world? The struggle for resources that are becoming more and more scarce and the rat-race everyone has to participate in trying to catch up to today’s world pace is voiding a human of anything for the soul. In fact to the point that the human is not a soul, but a mere number, an account, an employee, a customer, and as a poet ...