By Jeremiah Gaster
Organize!
As the poor get poorer, and the rich get richer,
what else is there to do?
As hatred grows, and freedom is lost,
what can you do?
A fist is five fingers united!
Organize!
Hey, hey Mike, in love with the sound of money,
declare a war on the poor, an’ your cronies will find it funny,
but who will laugh last, sonny?
Hey, hey Zundel, hatred is your game,
but who will stand beside you when you lose all that you have gained?
Organize!
As greed causes death and hunger,
what else is there to do?
As people die in fear and loneliness,
what can you do?
A fist is five fingers united!
Organize!
While wars are waged, and fear grows, take a stand and let the fear go.
My friend standing in the hall, what, but your chains, do you have to lose?
Do not be afraid to stand tall.
Organize!
As Biko, King, Gandhi, and Lennon die, because bullets are the price of pacifism,
what else is there to do?
Though pacifism begets violence, violence begets even more violence,
what can you do?
A fist is five fingers united!
Organize!
While people oppress, and people are oppressed,
all you suggest
is “this is how we are”, and shrug sayin’ “this is the way it is”,
but I ask you, by saying this “do you deny that evolution is change?”,
and “are you really any different from those that oppress?”
I ask all you greedy souls (in trepidation and in fear),
could capitalism just be another system gone in some years?
My word, how you cling to an old outdated system,
and when the masses appear singing “Power to the People”,
and fling you out on your ear, will you be able to read the writing on the wall?
And get into gear, singing the words outloud, without any fear.
Organize!
As the poor get poorer, and the rich get richer,
what else is there to do?
As hatred grows, and freedom is lost,
what can you do?
A fist is five fingers united!
Organize!
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