Monopoly was Originally an Anti-Capitalist Game

By Elle Barrett

From the gods, 
	to the earth, 
		to us.
From us, 
	to the earth, 
		to the gods.
From the earth we are formed, 
	to the earth we return.
The predator 
	is but the prey of another.
Sacred cycles surround us,
	life feeding 
		life feeding
			life.
But what life does capital feed 
	when hoarded in banks, 
		in stocks, 
			in the pockets of those who care nothing for their fellow man?
What earth does it return to if kept 
	in the hands of those determined to never 
		let 
			it 
			     go?

*The beginning lines “From the gods, to the earth, to us. From us, to the earth, to the gods” are words that Wolf the Red recites at Hearthfire, a monthly community gathering for Norse Heathens that I attend. Those lines are partially what inspired this poem. If you’re a pagan anywhere near Georgia, I highly recommend checking Hearthfire out! It’s a very inclusive and welcoming group and one I’m proud to be apart of!