Anthony Weir

Rookie (13th September 1941)

The Motto Of Capitalism: Enough Is Not Enough - Poem by Anthony Weir

The animal garden
Is now a murder-hole.
Language was always the Labyrinth.
Civilisation is striving, spurning
starving, burning
mass graves and marble tombs,
wonderful wine and no-one to drink it with
but the Black Riders
the achievers, civilised dealers
in death, machine-mad
half-controlling the machine.
They are the forms of desire
(suppression of grace, the soul's death)
stencils of men,
power-bleak, power-black
teeth in the maw
of perpetual war
against Nature and grace

as the planet of pain and vainglory
hurtles through space.


Comments about The Motto Of Capitalism: Enough Is Not Enough by Anthony Weir

  • (5/6/2006 7:41:00 AM)


    Love 'power-bleak, power-black.' An economic system that bases most of its success on building up a never-ending base of consumers and validates itself through the cynical supposition that people want nothing more than to spend their lives acquiring more and more unneeded products, is a peculiar system indeed. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/6/2006 7:40:00 AM)


    but the Black Riders'...made me think of Tolkien.

    & the last two lines i dig. hurling into the empty air of existence!

    keep 'em coming. Sus/
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 6, 2006



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