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POEM OF THE DAY -- "Protest" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

And so here we are, a month or two into the "Occupy" movement, which has sprung from the initial "Occupy Wall Street" movement, and which represents a refreshing sound-off against a number of non-descript, confusing and conflicting issues.

The movement has been criticized for a lack of focus. Well that's true; perhaps that's because the culprit -- ultimately corporate Greed -- is somewhat shady itself, lurking behind spreadsheets, lies, and corruption.

The focus should not be on "business" in general, that's for sure. We need business. The focus should be on honesty and integrity in business and banking, etc. No more unregulated thievery.

Hopefully the movement will gain more focus. Validity reigns in a number of areas -- 99 to 1, Greed, Corruption -- leaving precious dishonest few to reap while the honest suffer and struggle with their lives and their financial security.

Hopefully this protest movement will shake out into something with substance and validity - a unified argument against injustice. We shall see. In the meantime, eNOTHING presents this poem of Protest by Ella Wheeler Wilcox - a polarizing poet and writer at the turn of the century. The main point here is:

"To Sin by Silence, when we should protest, makes cowards..."



By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

To sin by silence, when we should protest,
Makes cowards out of men. The human race
Has climbed on protest. Had no voice been raised
Against injustice, ignorance, and lust,
The inquisition yet would serve the law,
And guillotines decide our least disputes.
The few who dare, must speak and speak again
To right the wrongs of many. Speech, thank God,
No vested power in this great day and land
Can gag or throttle. Press and voice may cry
Loud disapproval of existing ills;
May criticise oppression and condemn
The lawlessness of wealth-protecting laws
That let the children and childbearers toil
To purchase ease for idle millionaires.

Therefore I do protest against the boast
Of independence in this mighty land.
Call no chain strong, which holds one rusted link.
Call no land free, that holds one fettered slave.
Until the manacled slim wrists of babes
Are loosed to toss in childish sport and glee,
Until the mother bears no burden, save
The precious one beneath her heart, until
God’s soil is rescued from the clutch of greed
And given back to labor, let no man
Call this the land of freedom.



  1. This should be a forum. How do you feel about the Occupy movement? For it? Against it? Why?

  2. I'm for it, I think it's good for the country, good for justice, good for music, good for poetry, bad for the dishonesty and BAD FOR GREED

  3. I'm annoyed with myself that I haven't been down there, but I've been too busy working at my minimum wage job... I love that we've finally stepped up to fight back against the class warfare that has been going on at least since Reagan but realistically, since the country's inception. It's about God damned time.