I am not unaware that leaders betray, and sell out, and play false.
I'm not afraid of the press or the Militia.
My address is like my shoes. It travels with me. I abide where there is a fight against wrong.
Little girls and boys, barefooted, walked up and down between the endless rows of spindles, reaching thin little hands into the machinery to repair snapped threads
I am not blind to the shortcomings of our own people.
I live in the United States, but I do not know exactly where. My address is wherever there is a fight against oppression.