A short pirate song to the futureDon't build me statues and shed no tears, if I fall After me, thousands will come. After me, millions will become From Homs to Khartoum, from Buenos Aires to Hong kong: the dice is cast. Dawn will always conquer the past Brothers and sisters, do not fear! We'll make it through the marshes and rise up from the ashes To the Masters of Wall Street. To the owners of the seventh fleet To the Masters of permanent war and starvation: The killing fields of El Salvador and Chile remember you! Freedom and democracy for all? Freedom to exploit and liberty to deny freedom to the working poor Continue celebrating, while you build arms to maim and destroy, then give away medals in the name of peace Yours is not a statue of Liberty, but a mountain of skulls and bones Condemn me for treason and send me to prison. Gun me down, or break my ribs Love and the oppressed are the motor force of my poetry! A Palestinian homeland is a necessity - let’s organize against the poison of Jew-hatred, masquerading as defense of the landless The Kurdish people will not stop fighting against the hangmen, whatever the odds. I’m with them - get some more rope. All the same, our hope cannot be hanged! From the battlefields of Syria to the barrios in Caracas, Venezuela; from a cop beating to death a child on the streets of Cleveland Or young brothers drowning while crossing the Mediterranean; to the struggle to close that hell hole of Guantanamo and return it to Cuba Real solutions will be provided by the growing self-confidence of the working people. The downfall of their fear is but the beginning! Each step forward in their union is the strongest vow of love and loyalty I can think of Out of their victorious imagination will rise a voluntary federation of new men and women An international to reorganize borders and do away with the rotten legacy of any and all social orders I live to see them laugh to life oceans of freedom Hell yes: the poet in black is back. You may call me Calico Jack Don't build me statues and shed no tears, if I fall After me, thousands will come. After me, millions will become! |
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