There has been a great deal of talk about capitalism of late, most especially in the political theatre of the United States. Considering how many have been flinging the word about, it is surprising that

For countless years I worked the land The unrequited farming-hand They scarce gave thanks for all my toil Replacing sea-side sand with soil So I destroyed them, every thief A king became, though of reign,

I've been a quarry and a fort I've been a church, I've come to naught But ere my weary bones decayed I witnessed death and accolade I drank the blood of many slaves I bore the warships on my waves Accursed,

The fool he saith, the words are his: "A bigger fish, there always is" For though the mighty think me small I can cause a titan's fall And where I go, no giant follows until with death I fill

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Half-man half-beast I seem to be A thousand years is naught to me For I watch kings and kingdoms die Gods in life now lower lie In plundered graves they rest no more Yet still I stand, through plague and

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