This piece of verse, shown on the caption, has been provided by the Socialist Irish poet, ‘A.D.’, and speaks of the strength of the working classes as they battle to preserve their dignity and freedom in the face of that scourge of all humanity, Capitalism.

Here is an updated version;

Working Class Creed

No specious baron

will blunt my blade,

I’ll strengthen my arm,

I’ll sharpen my spade

and digging, uncover 

the truth not yet dead,

as I sever the fat neck

from the Capitalist’s head.

A.D.

-Should anyone have any similarly themed political verse of their own, then please send it in for consideration.

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