
Dug With Spoons
Remember the ones who dug with spoons
They dug & dug & dug with spoons
They dug nights & they dug noons
They Dug They dug They Dug with spoons
They dug and as they dug they hummed
They hummed because they couldn’t sing
They couldn’t sing their people’s songs
Their nana’s songs their fathers’ songs
so they hummed and hummed their people-tunes
their mother-tunes their father-tunes
and dug until they left their cells
and tunneled out through Empire’s hell
and hummed until the walls fell down
and stuck a dagger in the crown…
If for freedom you’re willing to fight
take heart from the ones who spoon all night
and in deepest darkness strike for light!
Remember the ones who dig with spoons
How they scoop through nights
& scrape past noons
As they dig & dig & dig with spoons
As they dig and dig and dig and dig
As they dig and dig and dig and dig
As they dig and dig and dig and dig
ALL NIGHT!
WITH SPOONS