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I am come of the seed of the people, of people who sorrow;
That have no treasure but hope,
No riches laid up but a memory of an ancient glory
My mother bore me in bondage, in bondage my mother was born,
I am of the blood of serfs;
The children with whom I have played, the men and women with whom I have eaten
Have had masters over them, have been under the lash of masters,
and though gentle, have served churls.
oh oh freedom, freedom!
oh oh freedom, freedom oh oh!
oh oh freedom, freedom!
oh oh freedom, freedom oh oh!
The hands that have touched mine,
the dear hands whose touch Is familiar to me
Have worn shameful manacles,
been bitten at the wrist by manacles,
have grown hard with the manacles and the task-work of strangers.
I am flesh of the flesh of these lowly,
I am bone of their bone I that have never submitted;
I that have a soul greater than the souls of my people’s masters,
I that have vision and prophecy, and the gift of fiery speech,
I that have spoken with God on the top of his holy hill.
oh oh freedom, freedom!
oh oh freedom, freedom oh oh!
oh oh freedom, freedom!
oh oh freedom, freedom oh oh!
And because I am come of the people, I understand the people,
I am sorrowful with their sorrow, I am hungry hungry hunger with their desire;
My heart is heavy with the grief of mothers,
My eyes have been wet with the tears of children,
I have yearned with old wistful men,And laughed and cursed with young men;
Their shame is my shame,
and I have reddened for it,
Reddened for that they have served, they who should be free
Reddened for that they have gone in want, while others have been full,
Reddened for that they have walked in fear of lawyers and their jailors.
With their Writs of Summons and their handcuffs,
Men mean and cruel.
I could have borne stripes on my body
Rather than this shame of my people.
oh oh freedom, freedom!
oh oh freedom, freedom oh oh!
oh oh freedom, freedom!
oh oh freedom, freedom oh oh!
And now I speak, being full of vision:
And I speak to my people,
and I speak in my people’s name to the masters of my people:
I say to my people that you are holy,
That you are august despite their chains.
That they are greater than those that hold them And stronger and purer,
That they have but need of courage, and to call on the name of their God,
God the unforgetting,
the dear God who loves the people
For whom he died naked, suffering shame.
And I say to my people’s masters: Beware Beware！
Beware of the thing that is coming, beware of the risen people
Who would take what ye would even not give.
Did ye think to conquer the people, or that law is stronger than life,
And than men’s desire to be free?
We will try it out with you ye that have harried and held,
Ye that have bullied and bribed.
Tyrants?… hypocrites… liars!
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