SPEAK QUILL, SPEAK!

Speak quill, Speak!
Fear not the fury of the horseman,
quiver not at the sight of fiery chariots
who ride to blot out the truth
let your tongue ring true.

Speak quill, Speak!
Silence afflicts gently,
she slays the soul outside the body,
pray, bury not these words…
Till the land, let it spring forth!

Speak quill, Speak!
For the millions who perish daily
kwarshiorkored of truthful vitamins,
speak, for the souls who now stand
at the threshold of ignorant deaths.

Speak quill, Speak!
For your own sake, speak!
Let these words shatter chains
long worn by your father’s fathers;
Speak to earn your peace.

Speak quill, Speak!
Speak now, speak always;
speak for mankind, speak for the heavenlies;
blurt forth the message,
that these words be not taken from you.