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Labour
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LABOUR
I heard a voice of anger rising out of the city, the voice of many men:
Where is the oppressor? Who is it that has bound us to his will?
We are like a man who would tread down fire, but it springs up behind him anew.
Where is the oppressor, that we may throw him down, and cast him into the hell that he has made?
We have risen against one, but he vows it is not he; and against another, but he reproaches us, saying, "Friends, I am your friend."
Where is the oppressor, he that lurks in the darkness to torment us?
Is he more worthy than we, that we should be his slaves? Or is he a god, that we should be a sacrifice to him?
Is it he that put weapons into the hands of the first men, that they might overcome the beasts?
Where is the oppressor? Who is it that has bound us to his will?
We are like a man who would tread down fire, but it springs up behind him anew.
Where is the oppressor, that we may throw him down, and cast him into the hell that he has made?
We have risen against one, but he vows it is not he; and against another, but he reproaches us, saying, "Friends, I am your friend."
Where is the oppressor, he that lurks in the darkness to torment us?
Is he more worthy than we, that we should be his slaves? Or is he a god, that we should be a sacrifice to him?
Is it he that put weapons into the hands of the first men, that they might overcome the beasts?
