A poem for Wednesday

Erik Kain

Erik writes about video games at Forbes and politics at Mother Jones. He's the contributor of The League though he hasn't written much here lately. He can be found occasionally composing 140 character cultural analysis on Twitter.

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  1. Soylent Green is Sheeple says:

    I prefer this one:

    Let not young souls be smothered out before
    They do quaint deeds and fully flaunt their pride.
    It is the world’s one crime its babes grow dull,
    Its poor are ox-like, limp and leaden-eyed.

    Not that they starve, but starve so dreamlessly;
    Not that they sow, but that they seldom reap;
    Not that they serve, but have no gods to serve;
    Not that they die, but that they die like sheep.

    -Vachel LindsayReport