‘Freedom’ is the Anthem ‘Love’ is the Cry!

‘Freedom’ is the Anthem ‘Love’ is the Cry! I have spread my Gypsy song On the barbed wire of the skies, The song that tells of wrong — The song of my demise. For soon I will be silent, In the world, a huge regret From the choirs of freedom singers Who are singing, singing yet.

Chorus — I give it to the blackbird The wren, the peaceful dove, Who will sing it to the workers Who must sweat before they love.
And I give it to the beaten, The downtrodden, the despised, Who hearts will sing this anthem And whose spirits will arise.

With you hoods and burning cross, Your jackboots and your hate You have reached the Gates of Hell — Turn back, its not too late! — For they play you like a pawn In the game of wealth and greed, They own your nights, your dawn, The men your hate will feed.

Franco, Salizar, Thatcher, Pinochet They have statues, but no star — For each dog has had its day. And the songs of freedom cry To the peaceful of the world, Who sing, as they despise The flags of hate unfurled.

Chorus — Take this song of hope I made it from the lives Of millions killed by gas and rope,
By the hatred that still thrives. And give it to the beaten, The downtrodden, the despised Who hearts will sing this anthem And whose spirits will arise.
Who hearts will sing this anthem And whose spirits will arise. — © Frank Callery, August 28th 2017