In these unpleasant and ignorant days Don't ask us for happines, for tolerance or bliss or the condoning of decadent ways Ask us for the fire that is in our hearts For that burning word that needs to be sown that will set the mind of our people aflame Ask us for an annihilating hour of ecstasy Don't ask us to soothen what wounds you may have but ask us to weed out what shouldn't be there BUT FOR TOO LONG HAVE BEEN Ask us to take back what is ours by right may be repossed by liberating deeds