But in return we have much to gain
We seek pleasure and riches
Without work and without pain
We bow before the steam and steel
Our God Mammon is waiting
What does it matter
That we have no freedom
So long as we are fat
So long as we sleep
And our dreams are not fading
"Cursed Mammon be, when he with treasures
To restless action spurs our fate!
Cursed when for soft, indulgent leisures,
To restless action spurs our fate!
Cursed when for soft, indulgent leisures,
He lays for us the pillows straight."
Johann Wolfgang von Goeth
