by Keith Dewey

Speak Truth to power
and be free;
Stone cold hand
on open sea

No one yet has hold on me;
Fear be yours
nor let it be;
Gin my strength
gainst tyranny!

Captain! Captain! Of my soul
Guide my music
Sing me whole;
Forge my mettle
in thy coal
Lead me fast
beyond the shoal.

Suppression of oppressors past;
Just what’s done in love will last
Or can stand
Poor Satan’s blast!