Remember to call at my grave
When freedom finally
Walks the land
So that I may rise
to tread familiar paths
To see broken chains
Fallen prejudice
Forgotten injury
Pardoned pains
And when my eyes have filled their sight
Do not run away for fright
If I crumble to dust again
It will only be the bliss
Of a long-awaited dream
That bids me rest
When freedom finally walks the land
