Splendid Funeral of General Public

There is no loud noise of the trumpet. There is nobody to weep for your demise. There is nobody to shareyour dreadful moment in a barren land where the tyrants reap your seeds... Drain your toil... Squander your wealth... Deprive your liberty... Do you wait until they walk on your corpses? Sow your seeds,but let no idle reap them... Work Hard,but let no rulers drink your sweat... Find wealth,but let no tyrants pile it... Rise, but let no dictators suppress you...