Struggled against those who chained his feet,
but they could not chain his soul,
Broke down the wall, pressed against his back, but not against his spirit,
Stood straight again and again, amongst the lashes of the whip,
refused to bend upon the branches of a hangman tree.
Shielded many, let go no one to those who would enslave him,
yet could not enslave his pride.
Through all of shadows in doubt and doors closed and in darkness kept;
shined through ... the heart, a voice which shall not be silenced.
Black Man take a bow, for to you of all we command.