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Thursday, May 28, 2015

Protest

Protest

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox
About Poetry.com
Thursday, May 28, 2015

To sin by silence, when we should protest,
Makes cowards out of men.

The human race Has climbed on protest.

Had no voice been raised,
Against injustice, ignorance and lust,
The Inquisition yet would serve the law,
And guillotines decide our least disputes.

The few who dare, must speak and speak again,
To right the wrongs of many.

Speech, thank God,
No vested power in this great day and land,
Can gag or throttle.

Press and voice may cry,
Loud disapproval of existing ills,
May criticize oppression and condemn,
The lawlessness of wealth-protecting laws,
That let the children and child-bearers toil,
To purchase ease for idle millionaires.

Therefore do I protest against the boast,
Of independence in this mighty land.

Call no chain strong which holds one rusted link,
Call no land free that holds one fettered slave.

Until the manacled, slim wrists of babes,
Are loosed to toss in childish sport and glee,
Until the Mother bears no burden save,
The precious one beneath her heart, until,
God’s soil is rescued from the clutch of greed,
And given back to labor, let no man,
Call this the land of freedom.



Ella Wheeler Wilcox (November 5, 1850 – October 30, 1919)
was an American Author and Poet. Her Autobiography, The
Worlds and I, was published in 1918, a year before her death.

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