Barbarism or Socialism?
A hundred, more, gangs on Haiti shows,
Under idyllic Caribbean skies,
The true nature of raw free enterprise
Untroubled by any effective laws.
Wherever the market determines goods,
Drugs or guns or both? And then nothing stirs
Unless so willed by armed entrepreneurs
The poor look up to as their Robin Hoods.
While terror roams the streets in four by fours
The limits of government are revealed,
The power of profit’s no longer concealed,
As the powerless huddle beyond their doors.
Barbarism or Socialism? The voice
Of Red Rosa echoes still with that choice.
D. A.