Freedom

Freedom will not come
Today, this year
   Nor ever
Through compromise and fear.

I have as much right
As the other fellow has
   To stand
On my two feet
And own land.

I tire so of hearing people say,
Let things take their course.
Tomorrow is another day.
I do not need freedom when I’m dead.
I cannot live on tomorrow’s bread.
   Freedom
   Is a strong seed
   Planted
   In a great need.
   I live here, too.
   I want freedom
   Just as you.