<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408947" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Triumph of the People</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">LO, the gods of Vice and Mammon from their pinnacles are hurled<br>By the workers’ new religion, which is oldest in the world;<br>And the earth will feel her children treading firmly on the sod,<br>For the triumph of the People is the victory of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not the victory of Churches, nor of Punishment and Wrath,<br>Not the triumph of the sceptic, throwing shadows on the path,<br>But of Christ and love and mercy o’er the Monarch and the Rod,<br>For the harvest of the Saviour is the aftermath of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O the Light of Revelation, since the reign of Care began,<br>Has been shining through the ages on the darkened eyes of man.<br>And the willing slave of Error—he is senseless as a clod—<br>For the simple Book of Nature is the written scroll of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who will dare to say the sunlight on the pregnant Earth was shed<br>That the few might rest and fatten, while the many fight for bread?<br>Lo, there springs a common garden, where the foot of Greed hath trod,<br>For the victory of Labour was the prophecy of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother Earth, in coming seasons, shall fulfil her motherhood;<br>Then the children of her bosom never more shall want for food,<br>And oppression shall no longer grind the people iron-shod;<br>For the lifted hand of Labour is the upraised hand of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408947" data-title="The Triumph of the People de Henry Lawson" data-description="LO, the gods of Vice and Mammon from their pinnacles are hurled By the workers’ new religion, which is oldest in the world; And the earth will feel her children treading firmly on the sod, For the triumph of the People is the victory of God. No..."></div> </div> </div>

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