JOE HILL'S LAST WILL
(Written in his cell, November 18, 1915, on the eve of his execution.)
My will is easy to decide,
For there is nothing to divide.
My kin don't need to fuss and moan—
"Moss does not cling to a rolling stone."
My body? Ah! If I could choose,
I would to ashes it reduce,
And let the merry breezes blow
My dust to where some flowers grow.
Perhaps some fading flower then
Would come to life and bloom again.
This is my last and final will.
Good luck to all of you,
JOE HILL.
"I have lived like an artist; I shall die like an artist."—Joe Hill.
"Don't waste any time mourning—ORGANIZE!"—Joe Hill.
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