Bread and Roses

As we go marching marching

In the beauty of the day

A million darkened kitchens

A thousand mill lofts grey

Are touched with all the radiance

That a sudden sun discloses

For the people hear us singing

Bread and roses bread and roses

As we go marching marching

We battle too for men

For they are women's children

And we mother them again

Our lives shall not be sweetened

From birth until life closes

Hearts starve as well as bodies

Give us bread but give us roses

As we go marching marching

Unnumbered women dead

Go crying through our singing

Their ancient cry for bread

Small art and love

And beauty their drudging spirits knew

Yes it is bread we fight for

But we fight for roses too

As we come marching marching

We bring the greater days

The rising of the women

Means the rising of the race

No more the drudge and idler

Ten that toil where one reposes

But a sharing of life's glories:

Bread and roses Bread and roses

Roses bread and roses

Bread and roses

Our lives shall not be sweetened

From birth until life closes

Hearts starve as well as bodies

Give us roses

Give us roses

Roses

Bread And Roses - Judy Collins