OUR STRUGGLE

Dawn approaches; day is coming,

Day with all its laughs and joys

Covering a multitude of

Unplacated wants.

Bringing with it renewed struggle

‘gainst the forces of Reaction

In attempts to forward freedom

And progress the Rights of Man.

Ever forward, frank and fearless,

Fit to fight the fight for freedom,

Fit to fight with pen – with rifle,

Dealing blow with mind and hand;

Fit to give one’s life if that will

Benefit Humanity.

Life is but the way we live it.

What is Death? Oblivion,

Impenetrable nothingness.

Be not feared of Death my brothers,

Fear not for the life that could be;

Hold out hope for that which will be

Wrought by your resourcefulness;

Strengthened by sincerity.

Till you reap your just reward

In the dawn of a new day.

London, June 1948