each step to freedom requires a long fight
power concedes nothing without force
things don't move in a predestined course
it takes an effort to shove back the night
strength is required to combat great might
justice must be demanded from the source
no need to fear appearing crude or coarse
they are called rude who ask for what is right
told that they suffered from a primal curse
they didn't falter though the road was long
struggle they embarked on countless wars
what was bad they kept from being worse
against all power they raised freedom's song
their eyes were focused upward on the stars
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
25 March 2007
not only wilberforce
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