Not Free (1921)

Edwin Garnett Riley; Poems for Your Scrap Book, Chicago Defender, April 23, 1921 I live upon a blood washed soil, Where freedom’s sons their rights expound. ‘Tis here I breathe and strive and toil, And yet, in fact, I still am bound. ‘Tis here the eyes of all mankind, In search of justice, fondly turn; […]