Here you will find the Poem What Mean Ye? of poet Anonymous Americas
What mean ye that ye bruise and bind My people, saith the Lord, And starve your craving brother's mind, Who asks to hear my word? What mean ye that ye make them toil, Through long and dreary years, And shed like rain upon your soil Their blood and bitter tears? What mean ye, that ye dare to rend The tender mother's heart? Brothers from sisters, friend from friend, How dare you bid them part? What mean ye, when God's bounteous hand To you so much has given, That from the slave who tills your land Ye keep both earth and heaven? When at the judgment God shall call, Where is thy brother? say, What mean ye to the Judge of all To answer on that day?
