O Freedom, my Father

O Freedom, my Father
Why do you row the Boat alone?
Let us paddle together
through the Terrible Storms
Do not whiff the scent of Death in the Air
Close your ears to the voices of Demons carried by the Wind.

Smell the flowers of our Mother’s Land
Hear the song of the common people.

O Freedom, my Father
Why do you steer the Boat alone?
Let us paddle together
through the Flashes of Lightning
Shut your eyes to the sight of the Welcoming Bed
Cover your ears to the songs of songbirds.

Behold the sight of the Mother in Chains
Hear Her sobs and Her chains clanking.

O Freedom, my Father
Why do you row the Boat alone?
Let us paddle together
through the Tombs of the Asleep
Walk quietly so the Enemy does not hear
Clasp your Hands in mine so that we may warm each other

For are not thou the Seed, and I the Bearer?
Are not I the Candle, and thou the Flame?

O Freedom, my Father
Why do you row the Boat alone?
Let us paddle together
Silhouetted in the Dark of the Night
Draw the sword so the Enemy hears
Shout so the Nation hears
Hoist the Flag so that the Sun may rise again.