May the First
Is a special day
A hopeful day
A joyful day
An emerging dawn
A welcome gateway
To the warmer months
The fertile months
The growing season
That feeds us all
Both physically
And spiritually
May the First
Is an important day
A beacon of hope
To light the way
For workers’ rights
And human rights
For childhood
And innocence
And all of the things
We claim to honor
But sometimes
Leave neglected
Exposed
And unprotected
From the forces of greed
And power entrenched
Of leverage
And oppression
Don’t give in
To inhumanity
Don’t lend support
To the insanity
That claims that the haves
Will take care of the rest
Out of their
Generosity
It’s never happened
In this world
And it never will
Without the will
The steadfast defense
And fraternity
Of those who stand
Courageously
Together
Forever
Tirelessly
Fighting
For what is right
What’s right for one
Is right for all
We rise together
Or we fall
Splintered
And vanquished
By those who see us not
As people
But as resources
For the construction
Of an empire
Where one has all
And all have none
And no one matters
Except the ones
Who scheme
And play the game
Cheating, swindling
All the way
Clawing, thrashing
Until the day
When they lose the gold
The sold their souls
To gain
Only to have
Another schemer
Steal it away
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