Bertolt Brecht’s poetry captured a world torn apart by war and depression
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Every day, to earn my daily bread
I go to the market where lies are bought
Hopefully
I take up my place among the sellers.
Beware! Don't look away!
Hear what the poet has to say
Songs and rhymes for the worst of times
Paper feeds the fire In the coldest winter
One is about the violent river oppressed by its margins.
The other is about the government electing a new people.
(I'll let you search for them, for best results ;-)
Only later did he distance himself from the party and write Die Lösung.