The pomps of butchery, financial power,
Told ’em to die in war, and then to save,
Then cut their saving to the half or lower;
When will this system lie down in its grave?
The pomps of Fleet St., festering year on year,
Hid truth and lied, and lied and hid the facts.
The pimps of Whitehall ever more in fear,
Hid health statistics, dodged the Labour Acts.
All drew their pay, and as the pay grew less,
The money rotten and more rotten yet,
Hid more statistics, more feared to confess
C.3, C.4, ’twere better to forget
How many weak of mind, how much tuberculosis
Filled the back alleys and the back to back houses.
‘The medical report this week discloses . . .’
‘Time for that question!’ Front Bench interposes.
Time for that question? and the time is NOW.
Who ate the profits, and who locked ’em in
The unsafe safe, wherein all rots, and no man can say how
What was the nation’s, now by Norman’s kin
Is one day blown up large, the next, ducked in?
(Ezra Pound)
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