top of page

'The Common Prole' by Charlotte Peters Rock

  • Charlotte Peters Rock
  • Nov 1, 2016
  • 1 min read

The Common Prole Written to celebrate the rise of The Prole Star. The Common Prole takes up the role That’s foisted on each class The begging bowl – the bell to toll For each prolific mass

Look round – The Proletariat Each country on your worth Enriches all – except yourselves The workers of this earth The Common Prole – of honest goal Is sent to fight and die When armies whole - where fates cajole Below the ground must lie The Common Prole – no grassy knoll Awaits mass labour’s lost The boss class troll – all profit stole Proles die to save the cost The Common Prole – a hardy soul Is always put upon In hewing coal and facing dole Life takes – and then its gone The Common Prole – each cubby hole Of home must now vacate There’s no parole – Take your bedroll By Order of The State The Common Prole must now bankroll Oh don’t take this amiss From wage control and tax control A finer state than this The Common Prole – By flow and shoal Must organise and win Must now enrol – to take control Loss ended – Let’s begin 11Oct2016 Charlotte Peters Rock

 
 
 

Yorumlar


© 2024 by "The Prole Star".

bottom of page