United States, your banner wears Two emblems--one of fame; Alas! the other that it bears Reminds us of your shame. Your banner's constellation types White freedom with its stars, But what's the meaning of the stripes? They mean your negroes' scars.

Our purpose is to grow up and become love

For there no yew nor cypress spread their glom But roses blossom'd each rustic tomb.

The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.

Tomorrow let us do or die!

A man who will not leave his room because he does not know how, or is afraid to open the door, is trapped just the same whether or not the door is locked.

The meteor flag of England Shall yet terrific burn, Till danger's troubled night depart, And the star of peace return.