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• 1 2016-11-11T16:26:56-05:00 Re-Affirmation 2 Workers Dreadnought. July 3, 1920 plain 2016-11-14T14:09:51-05:00 Communism, Class Warfare, Revolution I am downhearted not, although it seems
  The new birth is abortive in the West,
  ​And men are turning from long-cherished dreams
  ​Of world-wide freedom to ignoble rest.
  
  ​I am discouraged not, although the foe—
  ​Shameless, like boars disporting in the mud
  Of their foul fen where nothing fair can grow—
  ​Wallow obscenely in the workers' blood.
  
  I am despairing not, though in our ranks,
  Hard-pressed and weak, are fools and fops and knaves,
  ​Who with their selfish aims and wanton pranks
  Would sell the Cause to be contented slaves.
  
  ​What though I see the trusted and the tried
  For many a year turn traitor at the last,
  go over to the seeming stronger side!—
  ​My heart feels sick, but I am not downcast.
  
  The babe bursts from the mother's womb in pain
  ​The night is darkest just before the dawn,
  ​The heavens turn black to bless the earth with rain,
  ​I am disheartened not, I will keep on.
  
  (Workers Dreadnought, July 3, 1920. Signed as Hugh Hope)
  ​(Edited and Proofread by Amardeep Singh)