Producing Cannon-Fodder From Your Tummy

Translation/Interpretation/Caption Text: 

Curator's note:

The text on this poster comes from Bertholt Brecht's "The Ballade of Paragraph 218" (1929)

“Please, doctor. I’ve missed my monthly...”

Why, this is simply great!

If I may put it bluntly

You’re raising our birthrate.

“Please, doctor, now we’re homeless...”

But you’ll have a bed somewhere

So best put your feet up, moan less

And force yourself to grin and bear.

You’ll make a simply splendid little mummy

Producing cannon-fodder from your tummy

That’s what your body’s for, and you know it,

What’s more

And it’s laid down by law

And now get this straight:

You’ll soon be a mother, just wait.

Source: http://en.muvs.org/topic/bertolt-brecht-the-ballade-of-paragraph-218-192...