Have started wars
old plutocrats
for expanded capital markets...
these fatcats.
How many tens of millions
of young strong beautiful
men, the waves of a blessed
future, the pillars of the new,
enshrined in the hearts of
their parents, wives, and children,
were sacrificed on the
altar of the greed of the rich.
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I would like to translate this poem
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