A Summons

How long, oh, how long will ye slave for a master?
How long bear the chains? How long bow your head?
How long pile up wealth and brave all disaster,
For him who denies you mere bread?
How long will the night last? How long will your eyes
Be closed to the evil and harm? Look, at length
The day is beginning to dawn! 'Tis time to arise!
And show to the world your marvelous strength!

Preach truth to your brethren. Preach to the mass;
Preach freedom through slavery's foul doors;
Preach them to live and to die for their class—
Teach courage—the battle is yours.

And master and slave shall both disappear
When humanity's flag is unfurled;
And the fragrance of flowers shall waft through the air
When Freedom shines over the world.
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