My sense of justice bade me blow to blow Like david to goliath's fearful sum And lay great wicked giants low and die, or dare to overcome. The gathered forces of weak willed men Who turned to tyrants now and then In histories gyre, if decades were days Come war, or terror, once more into the fray! We who dare with unbounded mirth, unquenchable thirst, to live free, to measure and weigh Our hungry spirits, the merits of a man, the dignity of a people Do not tread upon us, you will *rue* the day. And tyrants chains have melted off from my wrists, bound that once were and restrained by civil politics I shall be civil..no more. * * * * for glowfags not a statement or encouragement of terrorism nor violence.