Been thinking again about how ordinary folk across the world have been let down again and again by our so-called 'leaders'. A few years ago I uncovered and published this poem by the Romantic poet John Clare, written around 1827. Does it not speak to us in 2024?
‘Gold is a general purchaser – buys all
‘From the high altar, palace, bench & hall
‘Down to the humble cottage hut or stall
‘Buys smiles or tears melts eyes or drys 'em – gold
‘Like Esops satire buys breath hot and cold
‘Makes out all wants & all defects supplies
‘Een the old wrinkled hag young courtier buys
‘Buys knaves an office traitors power & trust
‘High & low fliers bought with shining dust
‘Buys villany a mask hypocrisy paint
‘Buys inside devil the out side face o’ saint
‘Buys tyrants champions – cut throats, caps & knees
‘Buys lies & oaths, buys souls & consiences
‘What is it which that tempting ore cant buy
‘Buys everything but truth & honesty
(excerpt)
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