[00:16.92]In a letter to every president, congressman, career politician,
[00:22.66]Scrawled in spite across the envelope
[00:25.23]With all of our conviction.
[00:27.94]In only took a few hours for his peers
[00:30.92]To find him guilty in a trial too fair,
[00:33.96]A wobblie, immigrant worker has no place amongst the living.
[00:39.11]"My body if I could choose to ashes it reduce."
[00:45.14]Murdered by the capitalist,
[00:51.09]1915 be careful of what you wish.
[00:54.00]Who is wrong and who is righteous?
[00:59.38]What was stolen from us we will replace,
[01:02.57]Off with the head on the body we feast,
[01:05.79]Who is wrong and who is righteous,
[01:08.72]Will never be our own decision.
[01:22.67]He yelled fire to the squad with guns, they stopped his heart from beating.
[01:28.55]Every word he wrote, he spoke, he sung, we are still singing:remember pingshan
[01:34.17]"My body if I could choose to ashes it reduce,
[01:39.86]And let the breezes blow my dust to where some flowers grow.
[01:45.62]Perhaps some fading flower then would come to life and bloom again".
[02:14.60]If the workers take a notion,
[02:17.45]They can stop all speeding trains,
[02:20.28]Every ship upon the oceans
[02:23.21]They can tie with mighty chains
[02:26.12]Every wheel in the creation,
[02:28.94]Every mine and every mill.
[02:31.77]Fleets and armies of all nations
[02:34.65]Will at our command stand still.