Vachel Lindsay (Вэчел Линдсей)

Why I Voted the Socialist Ticket

I am unjust, but I can strive for justice. 
My life’s unkind, but I can vote for kindness. 
I, the unloving, say life should be lovely. 
I, that am blind, cry out against my blindness. 

Man is a curious brute — he pets his fancies — 
Fighting mankind, to win sweet luxury. 
So he will be, tho’ law be clear as crystal, 
Tho’ all men plan to live in harmony. 

Come, let us vote against our human nature, 
Crying to God in all the polling places 
To heal our everlasting sinfulness 
And make us sages with transfigured faces.

1. To the United States Senate
2. The Perfect Marriage
3. On the Building of Springfield
4. To Reformers in Despair
5. Upon Returning to the Country Road

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