John Oxenham

Hearts In Exile

O Exiled Hearts—for you, for you—
Love still can find the way!
Hear the voices of the women on the road!
O Shadowed Lives—for you, for you—
Hope hath not lost her ray!
Hear the laughter of the children on the road!
O Gloomy Night—for you, for you—
Dawn tells of coming day!
Hear the clink of breaking fetters on the road!
O Might sans Right—for you, for you—
The feet of crumbling clay!
Hear the slow, sure tread of Freedom on the road!
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