Has Capitalism destroyed human compassion?

I have the blood of a swallow in the windscreen / death of the industrial revolution, because the birds "Ismail Kılıçarslan 'Insanity Modern' most crucial passage of his long poem poet, the sensitivity of the issue must have been some inherent fault-to-sufficiently demonstrated to us a shocking fact. Capitalism hit the emotional intensity of the height of a scalpel, birds, leaping through the heart with blood is equivalent moreover insanlığımıza. The industrial revolution; capital order, settlement, industry, development of weapons and the birth of modern colonialism, and of course also the death of birds. Birds, women and children ... There is no mercy, because of this system, which prevents death in birds. Drowning in all of human deprivation merhametsizliğin local regulations / No need to be a soothsayer to tell're gonna drown. Mercy for the receipt, everything is removed from the 'wild' is bound to be. It should be noted also that, capitalism is 'wild' or 'less wild' species such as can not, Capitalism is a system already in essence barındırmayan mercy-so-wild nature. I always like to earn more. According to demand, but supply is based on profitability. Teeth / gears so you bleed like an insatiable monster. The system is based on cash flow for a manufacturing philosophy that essentially, the heart against the temperature of the temperature of money IN the 'eternal loser' will be inevitable as the admitation. Capitalism, Marx predict tree-by-shadow not sell a system that was defined as the moment he understands. 21 Marx, in a sense, this analogy also like a summary of the century. (By the way, Karl Marx, a taboo for Muslims, have benefit in the opening parenthesis. Muslim thinker Ahmet Ozcan, for Marx,'' the modern capitalist system, the nature of the human anti-sensing, the best criticism of her head,'' saying that it is fully discovered I guess. attributed to him, 'deep' dervish 'Although there is an exaggerated statement, followed by the words of mesafemizi towards Marx clarified my opinion,'' the human tragedy that has adopted its own trouble, imagine in order to have a human against a cruel life, human dignity and appeal against the forces of labor plays A ademoğludur language developed. Marx read, understand and do not need to be to take advantage of a Marxist or left-wing'' 'Religion afyondur' even to get into any subject matter, that issue is solved as far as I remember) Economic parameters of the modern era of consumer culture is a loyal member of the wind and almost turned into a temple of the money of individuals such as the motives are not filled in a kind of processing is no longer the duration of compulsory service. Capital scheme, the money had had the power of allegiance as a volunteer in this army-of-modern slaves will look at fast-food approach, of course. Capitalism, compassion and death of birds. Nature, forests, rivers, plains and humanity, green, sea, sky, heart temperature, inward rotation of the human relations and the 'good word' in the subject. Where the last one in the middle of the world the chance to choose. Alpaca wool sweater that made it famous, people's eyes to America rebellious stubbornness and hard red soil lands scattered away from the fire of revolution, the boy screams as Morales puts it: "Either capitalism will die, or a combination of two of the world will die'' I do not have any chance of survival. Walking on the street, gazed into the distance, surrounded by newspaper reading or watching the ads that fell upon us on every side familiarly modern humans an 'clung to the surroundings, surrender' call indeed. Slowly to the top of our heads and not our hands who want to take him to the vile siege cüzdanlarımıza, enslavement will continue until the operation is completed there is no doubt. Man,-inward rotation is the best way to ward off the possibility of recall as a prayer in our hearts-always nice to preserve its unique and refreshing. I must say in advance that the Muslims living in the past ten years to break with a troubled mind. 'Somehow ours in power' issue 'conservative' stuck in the middle called the people in a big dilemma. This is likely to remain available even after the surgery table. For example, the cost of the margin of error of the mass deaths, mass human slaughter and destruction of habitat lead to an irreversible opening of the issue of nuclear power plant can be considered a capital project, those who oppose the system 'did not want the development of the country as' schizophrenia visibility. Human dignity, the determination of a minimum wage, or by anyone under the state of an atom, and the actual positions umursanmaması articulated by abandoning politics, the country's various sects-economic-political situation in the first priorities of the communities have become more and more understanding of strangers. 'Somehow ours in power', such as a heavy sense of space. We are big battles, know we live in the era of large invasions. Therefore, the imperialist powers, the new capital, dominated by the order to drain the blood of Muslims attacked the groove groove regions and the Gulf wars-in Iraq since the invasion of red color of the oil to be returned to Bernard Shaw's "The smell of blood is an American who took the Shark more dangerous than the smell of oil. . "He reminds us, again, to us again. Raconu now as it may seem cruel cuts in the Middle East, the Muslims believe raconu must say that poets-227. Compassion is to attract the pain. There is no mercy in capitalism. Capitalism does not share the pain of anyone. Because the pain is not a profitable business to share. Compassion comes from God, not to give in to capitalism in one hand,be hidden the silence of ''Hira''. A movie scene quickly and suddenly appeared before my eyes I saw the name of all of us jenerikte flowing. '' You rear tiger, feed. Then he throws the lasso at clutch, pull the rope! Shame the tiger, the tiger is a sin! Now I have lost all logic accounts. And so I lost that, in America at a murder, a worldwide voice asks, "Who is killer?", "Mine!" He can share a high sound ! Cold winter nights, the responsibility of nudes lying under a bridge in my neck, sides of my shirt ... I did? Sleep, my mother's womb, which murdered my father's blood? Defiled the holy injuries, which are solely responsible for all I know is I will come? What you are looking for other than myself? Through me, I'm guilty! Bird disappeared, perhaps to myself, it goes to another one, wraps the whole country as a mercy from the fire; my madness is going to pursue a dream! ''Reis'', Sir! My jacket is mine! Belongs to my jacket pocket. Heroin is the property of the pocket. I'm guilty, sir, ''Reis''.., dont take pity me! Compassion would be unfair to have pity on me! " Note: capitalism kills, use it with care.