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Show WHAT MIGHT BE BONEI j What might be done, if men were wis I What glorious deeds, my suffering brother. S Would th?y unite, i In love and right. j And cease their scorn or one another. ' Oppression's heart might he imbued With kindling drop of loving kindness; And knowledge pour, f From shore to shore. i Light on the eyes of mental blindness. ' All slavery, warfare, lies and wrongs. All vice and crime, might die together, And wine and corn, , To each man born, Be free as warmth in summer weather. J The meanest wretch that ever trod, I The deepest sunk in guilt and sorrow, Might stand erect f In self-respect. And share the teeming world tomorrow. S What might be done? This- might be done. J And more than this, my suffering brother, j More than the tongue I K'or said or sunr. v If men were wis and loved each other. I Charles Mackay, 1M2. I |