Come workers, sing a rebel song, a song of love and hate;
Of love unto the lowly, and of hatred to the great,
The great who trod our fathers down, who steal our children\u2019s bread,
Whose hand of greed is stretched to rob the living and the dead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chorus<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Then sing our rebel song, as we proudly sweep along, We sing no song of wailing, and no song of sighs or tears, Chorus<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Out from the depths of misery we march with hearts aflame, Chorus<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Our army marches onward with its face towards the dawn, Chorus<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A Rebel Song Come workers, sing a rebel song, a song of love and hate;Of love unto the lowly, and of hatred to the great,The great who trod our fathers down, who steal our children\u2019s bread,Whose hand of greed is stretched to rob the living and the dead. Chorus Then sing our rebel song, as…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"nosidebar.php","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-326","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/326","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=326"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/326\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":328,"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/326\/revisions\/328"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/matandyvonne.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=326"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
To end the age-long tyranny that makes for human tears;
Our march is nearer done with each setting of the sun,
And the tyrant\u2019s might is passing with the passing of the years.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
High are our hopes and stout our hearts and banished all our fears,
Our flag is raised above us so that all the world may see,
Tis Labour\u2019s faith and Labour\u2019s arm alone can Labour free.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
With wrath against the rulers false who wreck our manhood\u2019s name;
The serf who licks his tyrant\u2019s rod may bend forgiving knee,
The slave who breaks his slavery\u2019s chain a wrathful man must be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In trust secure in that one thing the slave may lean upon,
The might within the arm of him who, knowing Freedom\u2019s worth,
Strikes home to banish tyranny from off the face of earth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n