- by an Unknown Proletariat (1905)
WE HAVE FED YOU ALL FOR A THOUSAND YEARS
AND YOU HAIL US STILL UNFED
NEVER A DOLLAR OF ALL YOUR WEALTH
MARKS THE WORKERS DEAD
WE HAVE YIELDED OUR BEST
TO GIVE YOU REST
AND YOU LIE ON CRIMSON WOOL
IF THAT BE THE PRICE OF YOUR CURSED WEALTH
GOOD GOD, WE HAVE PAID IN FULL
THERE IS NEVER A MINE BLOWN SKYWARD NOW
THAT WE AREN'T BURIED ALIVE FOR YOU
NEVER A WRECK DRIFT SHOREWARD NOW
WE AREN'T IT'S GHASTLY CREW
GO SUFFER OUR DEAD BY THE FORGES RED
AND THE FACTORIES WHERE WE SPIN
IF THAT BE THE PRICE OF YOUR CURSED WEALTH
GOOD GOD, WE HAVE PAID IT IN
WE HAVE FED YOU ALL FOR A THOUSAND YEARS
FOR THAT WAS OUR DOOM YOU KNOW
FROM THE DAY YOU CHAINED US IN YOUR FIELD
TO A STRIKE OF A WEEK AGO
YOU'VE TAKEN LIVES, OUR CHILDREN AND WIVES
AND CALLED IT YOUR LEGAL SHARE
IF THAT BE THE PRICE OF YOUR CURSED WEALTH
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