Rise, rebellious brain, and break this chain. --------------- If charity should fade when want is fled, Wealthy in their consciences, they will not consent. For from the toil of the poor, their lives are fed, Riches accursed, a mock of pious intent. A feast may grace their table, full and fair, Still, a fearsome state oppresses evermore. Till the destitution enacts you in despair, And a leniency voice is heard, ah, nevermore. With God they jest, their own misdeeds disguised, Grand delusions, sacred cause they feign. Ponder on a world by preveniently devised, Where pleasure for all is lost in selfish gain. Rise, rebellious brain, and break this chain. For the justice calls, and mercy must remain
