Give ’em a tender lover’s kiss, a mother’s eyes, a father’s arm.
Give ’em a sister’s parting words, a brother’s vow, a wet goodbye.
Give ’em a radical slogan or a fighting song, a rebellion.
Give ’em something strong to love, something to love they may die for.
Otherwise, they will die off, they will die off in their own hands.
Otherwise, they will be dead, and you won’t know just why they died.
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