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WALL STREET PRAYER, by                    
First Line: Make them well, brothers
Last Line: The gracious keeper of your sons.
Subject(s): Money


Make them well, brothers. . . .
Give no heed to the laughter
Of molten steel.
Shape them, these shells,
Swift needles of death.
They will rip your sons. . . .
Carefully, brothers,
Lest they hurt the gun's sleek mouth.

Faster . . . waste no time. . . .
Tomorrow there will be the marching young. . . .
Tomorrow, songs of glory,
And after that. . . .

Brothers, hurry. . . .
Rising from the field of agony there will be
Clouds that will rain dollars . . .
Sweet, sweet, green dollars.
Cast them well . . . close your ears
To the hissing mirth
Your sons will be too afraid to hear.

And when it is over, still make them well. . . .
Needles of death.
Hear no voices
In the slithering whisper
Of hot steel
Cast for the unborn,
That they may be cradled in fire.

Pray thinly to this Christ of yours
With a crown
Of dollars. . . .
Pray softly, so as not to disturb
The whisper of molten steel,
To God, most high dictator . . .
The gracious keeper of your sons.





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