Nothing to do with my life Bridgeit I was brought up to believe there is more to life than thinking of myself and my family. That society matters and a social conscience is something to be admired. It is sad that some can only attribute wanting a more equal society to a desire for personal gain. I count myself incredibly lucky to have the lifestyle I have. But I am conscious that the lives of others are much more difficult and that the society I grew up in has been steadily eroded so that support for the poorest no longer exists as it once did. At the same time the media has recreated belief in the value of an inherited system of monarchy. You may not realise the two are connected but they are.
ten that toil while one reposes
Bread and Roses
As we come marching, marching, in the beauty of the day,
A million darkened kitchens, a thousand mill-lofts gray
Are touched with all the radiance that a sudden sun discloses,
For the people hear us singing, "Bread and Roses, Bread and Roses."
As we come marching, marching, we battle, too, for men—
For they are women's children and we mother them again.
Our days shall not be sweated from birth until life closes—
Hearts starve as well as bodies: Give us Bread, but give us Roses.
As we come marching, marching, unnumbered women dead
Go crying through our singing their ancient song of Bread;
Small art and love and beauty their trudging spirits knew—
Yes, it is Bread we fight for—but we fight for Roses, too.
As we come marching, marching, we bring the Greater Days—
The rising of the women means the rising of the race.
No more the drudge and idler—ten that toil where one reposes—
But a sharing of life's glories: Bread and Roses, Bread and Roses.
— James Oppenheim, 1911.[40]
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