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[ After People in the Sun (1960) by Edward Hopper ] I Riches of the here and now Afford them a life without toil. In tailored suits they Recline in deckchairs and Stare at a lifeless landscape. Theirs is a world ruled by wealth, A world without care. II Wet cloths wrapped around their heads Others work in sweltering heat Under an unrelenting sun. Making buildings not form them to use Designed for a world they are not part of. |
