So long as men can breathe, and eyes can see
The tree of Liberty must be renewed.
For else she dies beneath our apathy,
And withers in our silence crude.
She cries for tyrant heart-flesh -- still-beating,
For only then can she reign in the West.
Fail and you will aid in her defeating,
Fragile Nation’s hope at her feet does rest.
But woe to you that does not heed her call,
Your fates do share the umbilical link.
Death you will not be able to forestall --
Dear Patriot, all rests now on the brink.
So shy not away from this your one task,
Or no life, no liberty may you ask.
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