Labor History Night is over,
We remembered our founding mothers with
Song.
With words..we channeled them..became them...heard their voices
Loud, soft, halting, STRONG again, alive again..from burning mills
And cotton fields, from factories and hotels.
We spoke with, pride and hope and tears
Of struggles we still face.
Of harrasment, of disregard, of prejudice and more.
We are still showing them that we are great and we can do it all.
Although our feet are tired
We walk this lighted path
Towards the glow beyond.
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