It is hard for the old slave holding spirit to die. But die it must.
Life is a hard battle anyway. If we laugh and sing a little as we fight the good fight of freedom, it makes it all go easier. I will not allow my life's light to be determined by the darkness around me.
The Spirit calls me, and I must go.
Truth burns up error.
I did not run away, I walked away by daylight….
If women want any rights more than they's got, why don't they just take them, and not be talking about it?