For our sisters cruelly swept away
For our sisters we rise today
In Susan’s name we love today
In Tess’ name we give today
In Vilma’s name we pray today
In Madame’s name we change today
For the nameless ones we work today
In each and every precious name
We call all cowardly acts to shame
The goodness of our sisters dead
Will keep us strong in heart and head
We weep but fear no evil hand
It will not move us from our land.
©Jean Lowrie-Chin
October 2002
from 'Souldance'
