In the age of Homo-Economicus,
Became the body,
The prime commodity,
With risings of poverty,
And ideals of ending disparity...
And thus the commoditized,
Homo-Economicus paves the way,
Who, wrapped in the mythology of equality
Idealistically toils for an era of
And it is all parceled in the belief of the age,
Which he wears upon him to bear the label...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem