Freedom
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This mule ain't from Moscow
This mule ain't from the South
But this mule's had some learnin'
Mostly mouth to mouth
This mule could be called stubborn and lazy
But in a clever sort of way
This mule could be workin', waitin' and learnin' and plannin'
For a sacred kind of day
A day when burnin' sticks and crosses
Is not mere child's play
But a madman in his most incandescent bloom
Whose loveless soul is imperfection in its most lustrous groom
So stand fast, young Omu
Soothe in contemplation thy burning hoof and aching thigh
Your stubbornness is of the living
And cruel anxiety is about to die
Freedom for your daddy
Freedom for your mama
Freedom for your brothers and sisters
But no freedom for me
Freedom for your daddy's daddy
Freedom for your mama's mama
Freedom for your brothers and sisters
But no freedom for me
Freedom for your daddy's daddy
Freedom for your mama's mama
Freedom for your brothers and sisters
But no freedom for me