standing in front of the
headstone that reads:
'here lies America,
home of the free and brave,
hard work and capitalism...
ran with the beasts of profit,
till the beasts turned on them,
and swallowed their souls....
here lies America!
ashes to ashes...
.......... dust to dust! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'ran with the beasts of profit, till the beasts turned on them, and swallowed their souls....' Sadly a damning indictment. When companies shift production to factories overseas with cheaper labour so that executives can have higher salaries, a trend starts where homeland production must fall and jobs dry up. Surely it is time to build again from the dust?