We are not the cry of the lone wolf
Penetrating the dead of the night
We are not the force of one
In this battle we fight
We are the thunder
Rumbling across the sky
We are the quaking of the earth
Which refuses to die
We are the accumulated cries
Of injustice in our land
We are the force of labor
Standing, hand in hand
We are northern and southern
We are from the east and the west
We are proud flag wavers
And we bear our labor’s crest
We have shed our blood
And buried our fathers and sons
We have stood for the fair and the right
Against the clubs and the guns
When I stand in your town hall
City council, House, or Senate
I do not stand alone
There are millions you haven't met
We differ in religion,
Family, life, and love
But we are all part of labor
A call instilled by God above
We are white and black
And every race betwixt
We are male and female
We are unified and mixed
We are the strong
Standing for the weak
We are the cry of victory
Standing atop the mountain's peak
America, We are your friend and neighbor
We are your brother, sister, daughter, and son
We will work and bleed and sweat
And build this nation until we are done
We are the thunder and the quake
We are the voice of the one
We are labor
From the rising to the setting of our sun
We are one voice
Solidarity
© Ron Simpson, Jr.
Labor Day 2022
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