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"I am the voice of the voiceless; through me the dumb shall speak. Til the deaf world's ear be made to Hear the wrongs of the wordless weak; From street, from cage, from kennel, From stable and zoo, the wail of my tortured kin proclaim the sin Of the mighty against the frail. Oh, Shame on the mothers of mortals, Who have not stooped to teach Of the sorrow that lies in dear dumb Eyes the sorrow that has no speech. I am my brother's keeper and I will Fight his fight, and speak the word for Beast and bird 'til the world shall set Things right." Ella Wheeler Wilcox 1850-1919 |
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