1915-Anti-Flag

[00:20.53]In a letter to every president, congressman, career politician, [00:25.40]Scrawled in spite across the envelope [00:27.65]With all of our conviction. [00:30.09]In only took a few hours for his peers [00:32.65]To find him guilty in a trail too fair, [00:35.19]A wobblie, immigrant worker has no place among the living. [00:40.16]My body if I could choose to ashes it reduce. [00:48.23]Murdered by the capitalist, [00:50.23]November 1915 be careful of what you wish. [00:53.17]Who is wrong and who is righteous? [00:54.73] [00:57.74]What was stolen from us we will replace, [01:00.43]Off with the head on the body we feast, [01:02.99]Who is wrong and who is righteous, [01:05.31]Will never be our own decision. [01:19.62] [01:28.31]He yelled fire to the squad with guns, they stopped his heart from beating. [01:33.02]Every word he wrote, he spoke, he sung, we are still singing: [01:38.04]“My body if I could choose to ashes it reduce, [01:42.84]And let the breezes blow my dust to where some flowers grow. [01:47.59]Perhaps some fading flower then would come to life and bloom again. [01:52.71] [02:27.60]If the workers take a notion, [02:30.35]They can stop all speeding trains, [02:33.35]Every ship upon the ocean. [02:36.15]They can tie with mighty chains [02:39.08]Every wheel in the creation, [02:41.87]Every mine and every mill. [02:44.79]Fleets and armies of all nations [02:47.29]Will at our command stand still.