Bread & Roses

As we go marching, marching In the beauty of the day A million darkened kitchens A thousand mill lofts gray Are touched with all the radiance That a sudden sun discloses For the people hear us singing Bread & roses, bread & 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 We bring the greater days For the rising of the women Means the rising of the race No more the drudge and idler Ten that toil where one reposes But the sharing of life?s glories Bread & roses, bread & roses