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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=575314" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Bad Old Days</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The summer of nineteen eighteen <br>I read The Jungle and The <br>Research Magnificent. That fall <br>My father died and my aunt <br>Took me to Chicago to live. <br>The first thing I did was to take <br>A streetcar to the stockyards. <br>In the winter afternoon, <br>Gritty and fetid, I walked <br>Through the filthy snow, through the <br>Squalid streets, looking shyly <br>Into the people’s faces, <br>Those who were home in the daytime. <br>Debauched and exhausted faces, <br>Starved and looted brains, faces <br>Like the faces in the senile <br>And insane wards of charity <br>Hospitals. Predatory <br>Faces of little children. <br>Then as the soiled twilight darkened, <br>Under the green gas lamps, and the <br>Sputtering purple arc lamps, <br>The faces of the men coming <br>Home from work, some still alive with <br>The last pulse of hope or courage, <br>Some sly and bitter, some smart and <br>Silly, most of them already <br>Broken and empty, no life, <br>Only blinding tiredness, worse <br>Than any tired animal. <br>The sour smells of a thousand <br>Suppers of fried potatoes and <br>Fried cabbage bled into the street. <br>I was giddy and sick, and out <br>Of my misery I felt rising <br>A terrible anger and out <br>Of the anger, an absolute vow. <br>Today the evil is clean <br>And prosperous, but it is <br>Everywhere, you don’t have to <br>Take a streetcar to find it, <br>And it is the same evil. <br>And the misery, and the <br>Anger, and the vow are the same.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kenneth+Rexroth">Kenneth Rexroth</a><div class=q>
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I read The Jungle and The 
Research Magnificent. That fall 
My father died and my aunt 
Took me to Chicago to live. 
The first thing I did was to take 
A streetcar to the stockyards. 
In the winter afternoon, 
Grit..."></div>
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