Los Angeles herald., 1908-03-15
THE BREED OF CRIME
BY T. SHELLEY SUTTON

LEY SUTTON
Who in the reeking ravshment of lust
Had paused to build the Temple to his creed
With boated face red eye, and pompous mien.
The Monster gazed upon her He He was was seek See,
White haggard, cold, and miserable ana "edh
She had been one of those unnurnbered slaves
Who helped to build his fortune; were ILL.,
And some passed to nameless, pauper graves
left to do the tyrants WILL
Yet she had been discharged-"too old" he said
ITO do the demanded and In vain
She pleaded now, for sustenance-for bread
he had answered with grim dlsoar'
The Cross upon the Temple of gold;
The altar cleaned with argent and the light
That sfted through the windows seemed to hold
The jewels of Croesus, rich and bright
The Christ looked down in his divine despair
Upon the wretched splendor Of it all;
The Cruciix high in the sunlit air,
Concealed it's holy pity in pail
.years-vears., she cried "I labored in thy mill,
Years have toiled in poverty and I'd woe; woe will
And in my age thou sayest must so
The iron nostriIs as they shrek at noon:
The factory furnace and its painting @ ,,an3 lungs
| To that wild cry of Helrs million tongues!-
1--WE do not need thee longer. Thou art old"
mes What must our our childfen aIa feTd say
The hendish sweatshop System OF AooaS!
evbat seekest thou?" the Monster asked 81 know
Thee not nor do fear thy Dame' lame
And get thee to the rabble whence thou ca'ne'
NAV will stay." she answered. "And when thou
Art basking in thy hloated p9mp fs and and pride
And all but Thou and Me on earth nave oleu-
"when thou art reignng in thy final hour.
And Famine stalks unbidden to thy feast
When thou art gloating in thy guilty power,
Which hath to Hells last boundaries hcreasso-
.T.o, 7 shall rise invincible and
Beside thy throne; and with with my h mv, the U worm
Shall crush thy soul as thou Wouiosn ctus STATE, ate
to dwell in thy accurst estale'
"And thou shalt whine for pity Thou shalt pray
For sustenance and mercy thou shalt plead
For what thou hast not given. c~I ~1n y Iay roa,
"And thou shalt crawl unpitied to thy grave.
Without a soul Savior to commend u
Without deed-whout creed-to save,
without a single mourner or a friend!
I saw the Monster-weepng. in the dust
Beside him lay the ashes of his fame r,,.+
Looked down and smiled. and Knocked him in his pan
The MILL the sweatshop the church were now
But smoud'ring ashes and the smoke ana haine
The fitting, fev'rish phantom of his shame!
% he oeser s1ne covered Before herr
Who thou?" he demanded In thy eye
the might and madness OF the "eaN!
"1ook! Look agan!" she answered. "see-behod.
From Whom thy hand hath wrung it's wealth of gold
1 the mother of thy bastard son!
Out the smoke and ashes Of the mill stride
Emerged the giant offspring , s5lli Iaa doa
His hairy breast in which the soul had ded
And step by step. Iow-browed and staring ing wild
The latter knew, but did not mask his men,
The Monster spoke. "And who is this? what foe ..
IN n1v his bludgeOn?
ST the one whom ye have most to, to know now. how,
is the scepter to which Kings must DOW!
y name Sin War Murder ATsGn-qRIME' ZINE
Upon the fattened tyrants of the time
My victims range from Emperor to Priest!
eI am the Torch that tarts the secret fire; -
I am the Vent 0 slavery's latest ire;
I the Grim Avenger of the mass! ~
I am the Death that hovers in the Crown;
am the Hand that holds the Tyrant down;
L the stern Destroyer of the Proud!
I stand unseen yet dreaded, by the Throne; n9;
I go my way, disrustfu and alone,
And fercely forth--when least expected-spring!
I am the midnight slayer and the thief;
the Soul of Murder War and Fate;
I all Hell's epitome-in brief,
the red monstrosity of Hate!-
"CR1ME-crimson CRIN1E-the offspring of Womb
OF NRED Raa a0G RI y Cradle Was tomb
My milk the gall of vassals thou hast shorn!
'I the child thou takest from the SCHOOL,
| the child thou driveSt to the mill;
I am the soulIess vassal-aye, the fool
Whom thou hast sought to conquer to kill
Behold thy wealth hath vanished I have piled
The torch to all thy factries Thus will Crimo
Rule red and wild till GREED and NEED have died
And equal rights make equal lives subme!"
saw the Woman crouching. AT her feet
l the Monster writhing in his DOOM
The world went by, and slowly down the street,
/ groped my way in solitude and gloom.
theft of harness from
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