This country is o’erran by trusts
And each within its sphere adjusts
Production and the price of that
Which it controls, not caring what
The people it plucks may say
For trusts possess the right of way
On all our great commercial trails
To crush the slow industrial snails
The trusts economy is seen
In big combines which seal the doom
Of those who live half way between.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- A Supplication
- Reason Use It Divine Matters
- Владимир Британишский – Как турмалин, что субстанцию сланца
- The Broomfield Hill poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Ольга Седакова – Дикий шиповник
- Lincoln by Vachel Lindsay
- Sonnet Of Motherhood XXIV poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- On the Same poem – John Milton poems
- Владимир Британишский – Чернышев переулок и мост Чернышев
- For the Men at the Front by John Oxenham
- Федор Сологуб – В моём бессилии люби меня
- Written With A Slate Pencil On A Stone, On The Side Of The Mountain Of Black Comb by William Wordsworth
- Владимир Высоцкий – Упрямо я стремлюсь ко дну
- Владимир Маяковский – Посмотрим сами, покажем им
- Ballade Of Old Plays poem – Andrew Lang poems
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
