working class poetry

  • Helping Hands Help You Stand

    Hello Brothers Hello Sisters Hello Comrades Words with meaning uttered without thought Thoughts without words resembling nought What is a Brother? What is a Sister? What is a Comrade? When we say brother does it have meaning Or do we say it without feeling? When we say sister does it have meaning Or do we

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  • Democracy is in peril my friends forces greater than you or I Conspire in the night They seek to steal it as we slumber Democracy is in peril my friends We sleep walk into our fate A fate of destitution and destruction Where man and beast are one the same Democracy is in peril my

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