With Our Arms Joined Together
With our arms joined together, do you not fear?
There are thousands and thousands of us answering
To the calls of our brothers sworn to one great creed.
Listen and shudder at the anger in our voices!
We come from all places where men still lead
Downtrodden lives and die like famished dogs.
We come from the streets and slums of towns
And cities, from the factories that doom our days
To dull, mechanical labor, the whole of us silently
Bearing our souls’ anguish; our hearts seethe
With revolt against all forces that drag our creative life
Down the snare of death. We come from the dens of rats.
You shall cringe as you watch us unfurl the banner
Of our brotherhood, mark the resolute ring in the army
Of voices joined together in one song, the song
Of the poor workers, the jobless, the starving,
The song also of men without homes and without lands
In the country of their birth. With us have come
Our women and our innocent children and the ghosts
Of our fathers and the horde of dead men we have never known!