Part 2 — SPEAK OUT.
Reading edition
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BY S. D. ANDERSON.
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Men who battle for the right,
’Mid the darkness of the night,
Looking ever for the light—
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.
Rulers at the helm of state,
Seek ye for the narrow gate,
Through which pass the truly great?—
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.
Ye who preach, and ye who pray,
Smother not in mist and spray
Thoughts that straggle for the day—
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.
Dreamer, up! strike, for the hour
Brings the man, as does the shower
From the budding bring the flower—
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.
Young men, linger not behind,
With the dead in will and mind,
Let the blind be ever blind—
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.
Teachers, ye who plant the seed,
Nurse it in its hour of need,
With the sunlight of thy deed—
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.
Old men, fathers, would ye see
Footprints of the Deity
Round the homes of infancy?—
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.
Searchers after truth and right,
From the vessel’s topmost height
See ye glimpses pure and bright—
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.
Poet, if thy mission be
To uplift humanity,
Let the world thy spirit see—
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.
Brother, bend ye at a shrine,
Differing far from me and mine,
If ye think that light divine—
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.
Stranger, with thy little band,
From a distant father-land,
Yearn’st thou for a kindly hand?—
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.
Men, of every creed and clime,
Hear ye not the tones sublime
Swelling on the march of Time?
Speak out!
Fear ye nothing but the wrong.