Kade
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Federal Bankmandias of America
I met a traveler from the American land
Who said:—Four vast and peerless columns of marble
Stand above a street. Near them on the altar,
Half sunk, a ruined marker lies, whose text
colored, graffiti cover, scoff of older command
Tell that its financier whose passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"This is the Federal Reserve, bank of banks:
Look at my works, great country, and rejoice!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level streets stretch far away.
-Kade
I met a traveler from the American land
Who said:—Four vast and peerless columns of marble
Stand above a street. Near them on the altar,
Half sunk, a ruined marker lies, whose text
colored, graffiti cover, scoff of older command
Tell that its financier whose passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"This is the Federal Reserve, bank of banks:
Look at my works, great country, and rejoice!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level streets stretch far away.
-Kade
