liberation

what tears were shed we never have to ask

nor need to see the terrors or the pains

the horror of the years the heavy chains

we know the reasons and we had the task

to break them off nor do we want to bask

in one moment's approval these old stains

have yet to fade and so much yet remains

of all the sorrow that you had to mask

now use the word and give the song full voice

do not let memory fade into a dim

and distant sort of half-forgotten past

but now's the moment to shout and rejoice

turn agony and anger to a hymn

and know that evil was not made to last