If yoo don’t have food to eat <br />If yoo don’t have a hut to sleep <br />And if yoo don’t have a shirt to wear <br />Yoo better go to the dogs. <br />Wee who latched a rich land <br />And so produce much and more <br />Wee who purged the red and black <br />And still who fight in forlorn lands <br />Know that a thousand million <br />Crave and starve day by day. <br />Wee shall feed you words or rounds <br />And cure your ills by them <br />And sure yoo kick your bucket <br />If yoo don’t find your way. <br />God is dead and so is Marx <br />And so to the dogs may yoo go. <br />Wee believe in myth making.<br /><br />Raveendran N.V.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-to-the-known-world-unknown/
