HOW BRAVE

Where have the brave ones gone

Who dared defend the weak and helpless

Huddled in fear shaped lumps of clay,

Waiting to be slaughtered one by one?

Do we die defending the faith,

Or stand by meekly, awaiting the lash?

Do you stand by as murdered dissidents

Defend liberty as a most precious jewel?

If you would be wholly free of fear,

You must risk life itself forever.