"I will be as harsh as truth, and as uncompromising as justice. On this subject, I do not wish to think, or to speak, or write, with moderation. I am in earnest — I will not equivocate — I will not excuse — I will not retreat a single inch — AND I WILL BE HEARD."
There's a storm brewing in the pit of my stomach There's a war knocking at my door But the thing is I never open the door for strangers and I don't know if I'm going to start today When I was young I loved the civil war In my closet sits my great great great great great grandfather's musket I read about Ironsides and cornfields matted down with the blood of hundreds of soldiers In my mind I would fix bayonets at little round top I would fill fort Sumter with hours of cannon fire I could see the mural of John Brown John Brown who I couldn't fully appreciate in my youth John Brown the wild man who knew that slavery was a sin that would be payed in blood There he stands between two armies and fires and tornadoes A book in one hand and a rifle in another And on the pages of the book simply printed is alpha and omega Beginning and end His story shall end where ours begins While John Brown's body may be lying in that grave they were only able to **** the man His truth is marching on in every struggle against oppression In every fight against people who have the audacity to think they can own another I don't think John Brown would ever be an anarchist But regardless he was in the business of setting people free Freedom is a word I still grapple with I struggle on nights like these to try and imagine what it truly means And maybe we are afraid of freedom and maybe we all die alone But if that's the truth you won't hear me preach it Because only truth I will fight for is well being for all Food clothing and housing for all All things for all people And we shouldn't settle for less And one day we will achieve it But for now The least we can do is be there for each other I myself, will always be a loser But that doesn't mean I'll never win So tonight I'll dream of Ironsides and cannon fire And I'll live my days standing up for a world that is made for the benefit of all Because the truth is out there marching on And with it we can build that perfect future
"Struggle so that all may live this rich, overflowing life. And be sure that in this struggle you will find a joy greater than anything else can give"
The first quote belongs to William Lloyd Garrison, and the second to Peter Kropotkin