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Nat Turner, Revisited

Listen! Hear the drums throbbing across the wilderness.
Today, we face our tomorrow;
Never to see yesterday, again.
Onward valiant warriors, we shall taste victory or death.
We can only loose our chains.
Death before slavery.
Lynch our spirit.
Scorch our body.
Our bones shall one day rot that vile institution.

2018-12-18T18:28:17+00:00