<h3> <SPAN name="heretics"></SPAN> THE INDUSTRIAL HERETICS </h3>
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They say we are revolters—that we stirred<br/>
The workers of all nations to rebel—<br/>
And that we would not compromise with Hell,<br/>
But damned it with our every deed and word.<br/>
They feared us as we faced them undeterred,<br/>
And gave us each a coffin of a cell<br/>
In this steel cave where living corpses dwell—<br/>
Hate-throttled here that we might not be heard.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
We are those fools too stubborn-willed to bend<br/>
Our necks to Wrong and parley and discuss.<br/>
Today we face the awful test of fire—<br/>
The prison, gallows, cross—but in the end<br/>
Your sons will call your children after us<br/>
And name their dogs from men you now admire!<br/></p>
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