Versos English Rudolph Valentino Imperialism

English poem

Imperialism

by (1895–1926)

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Oh, Mirror--most ungrateful ruler Man has ever had. We trembling bow to your decree, But oh! ’Tis very sad For all our great devotion And concern in your behalf, No matter how we worship you, You just give us the laugh.

Though we may claim democracy, You hold us like a slave. The tyrant ruler of the world, From cradle to the grave. Pa Adam’s prize Apollos Look to you (It is to laugh) Their reward for faithful service, Is Methuselah’s Epitaph.