Anarchism.
'Tis not when I am here, In these homeless homes, Where sin and shame and disease And foul death comes; 'Tis not when heart and brain Would be still and forget Men and women and children Dragged down to the pit: But when I hear them declaiming Of "liberty," "order," and "law," The husk-hearted gentleman And the mud-hearted bourgeois, That a sombre hateful desire Burns up slow in my breast To wreck the great guilty temple, And give us rest!
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