Men know the moon the stars the sea
Men know the speed of light and sound
Men know the price of everything
Men know the value of nothing around
Men know the power that money can buy
Men know the steps on corruption’s road
Men know the weak are fashioned for use
Men know the system and the system’s code
Men know that excess is not enough
Men know that dearth is required
Men know that all men return to dust
Men know that greed is admired
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem