Freedom

I care not who were vicious back of me
No shadow of their sins on me is shed
My will is greater than heredity
I am no worm to feed upon the dead
(to feed upon the dead)
(to feed upon the dead)

My face, my form, my gestures and my voice
May be reflections from a race that was
But this I know, and knowing it, rejoice
I am Myself, a part of the Great Cause

I am a spirit! Spirit would suffice
If rightly used, to set a chained world free
Am I not stronger than a mortal vice
That crawls the length of some ancestral tree?



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