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
- Demon by Vladimir Marku
- To Lily poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Shimmering by Satish Verma
- In the Small Hours by Wole Soyinka
- On The Bus
- once_was_a_singer_for_god_remembering_nekia.html
- Константин Бальмонт – Электрон
- Rosemary by Marianne Moore
- Poems On Time by Rabindranath Tagore
- Private Property poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- O Living Always—Always Dying. by Walt Whitman
- Prisoner by Rabindranath Tagore
- An Epitaph by William Cowper
- Doomsday by Sylvia Plath
- Sonnet (XI) : I know me and I do believe in the causation by Neelam Sinha
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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).
