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The Militant Not The Meek Shall Inherit The Earth!

Freedom For The Working Class!

I Nursed Men Back To Sanity Who Were Driven To Despair. I Solicited Clothes For The Ragged Children, For The Desperate Mothers. I Laid Out The Dead, The Martyrs Of The Strike.

I Am Not Blind To The Shortcomings Of Our Own People. I Am Not Unaware That Leaders Betray, And Sell Out, And Play False. But This Knowledge Does Not Outweigh The Fact That My Class, The Working Class, Is Exploited, Driven, Fought Back With The Weapon Of Starvation, With Guns And With Venal Courts Whenever They Strike For Conditions More Human, More Civilized For Their Children, And For Their Children's Children.

Some Day The Workers Will Take Possession Of Your City Hall, And When We Do, No Child Will Be Sacrificed On The Altar Of Profit!