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Show AMERICA'S DEBTTO POSTERITY (By Beulah Storrs Lewis.-' Come to the feast of the nations, Come to the call of the lands, Come, join the ranks of freedom. To the call of humanity's band. Leave the old schoolroom of passions; Forsake the old teacher of greed; Enter the bond of true lovers The pact of humanity's creed. Heed you the call of the soldier, Hewho answered ithe gun And gave of his youth and possession All that he had and won! He died that the gun might be buried, That the sons of men might be freed From the god of war and carnage The demon of hate and greed. Why do you fight the issue. Why do you mock at its call? Is it because you are traitors to justice jus-tice And hate humanity all? Can you stand by and listen And strangle the cries of pain As they are tossed and shaken In the heaven of Europe's reign? They are your brothers, I tell you They are the children of men, They are the offspring of mothers, They are your neighbors and friends. You cannot keep order without them You cannot deny them their end. America, why do you falter Why do you ponder in doubt? Liberty made you the mother of freedom free-dom And justice. Come, have you turned her out? You've got to be true to your morale, You've got to be true to your flag, . The flag that your honor stands for The flag for which soldiers died. Come to the rescue, O people. Heed reason's and wisdom's cry-Open cry-Open your arms to the nations You must not see justice die! This is the hour of your battle, This is the hour of your teBt, This is ithe hour of America's history To pledge her power with the rest To cut from the heart of the nation The scarpion of hate and unrest. How, in that glorious tomorrow. In the birth of that glad new day, When earth shall be but one nation With her peoples of human clay Merged into one great unit For the purpose of labor and play. Where would you stand, O my country coun-try In the records of such a day, f back )'i your yesterday's history Should echo a traitor's cry Avd ovf the fields of your greatness The shades of oppression should lie? You were the first to cry freedom, You were the first to refrain From (he abuse of justice The slander of liberty's name. Do not forsake your station, Do not destroy your fame, But sign in the record of brotherly love The pledge of America's name. |
