Capitalism causes change in the weather?
“Profits and snow hang out together;
Profits and heat, profits and storm,
And profits and anything out of the norm.”
When nothing changes, when all is still,
Then will profits at last be nil;
And then will Envy in madness rage,
“Loss alone has all the stage!”
The lights grow dim, the curtain falls,
But something is stirring in the stalls—
Cyrano steps out—with his “Poof!”
And light of Rand is on the roof.
A golden banner’s flying fair,
The rights of man are written there,
And capitalism, back from gone,
Struggles up, and up, and on!