By Jeffery Kingry As we go marching, marching, In the beauty of the day, A million darkened kitchens And houses clothed in grey Are touched with all the radiance That a sudden sound discloses. For the people hear us singing `Bread and roses, bread and roses.’ As we go marching, marching Un-numbered women dead, All …
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