Y L Kohn
Time ago the street led me into work,
today work leads me – into the street
and I drag myself with healthy hands
like a hundred thousand others, here and there…
And it happens: I mix in the crowd
the streets, the city’s filled with cries
“We want work! We want bread!”
You only get city work — woe is me…
And I know the world is a broken mess
and only the working class can heal
Time ago the street led me into work,
today work leads me – into the street