O’ Captain! My Captain!
Onward across the borders,
Crowds ringing earth swaying.
The hope of freedom
Springs from beaten hearts.
Elders in thought,
Children at play,
There’s a people’s dream.

O’ Captain! My Captain!
Fortune is upon us,
The peaceful blanket spreads,
Glimmering like light,
Casting over faces.
Across the stretches of land,
A sense of jubilance
Expressed by the accepting,
The sparkle of purpose glows in every eye.

O’ Captain! My Captain!
The movement grows with every step,
The march towards freedom is heard far and wide,
To come will be a change in tide.
Long hidden and frequently oppressed,
Hope cracks from its weakened shell,
Let freedom ring we sing.

O’ Captain! No Captain!
The striking sound of the bullet was heard,
Frenzy towards the sound of the clang,
Beneath the sky marred with scattering birds.

O’ Captain! My Captain!
A profound leader,
Forever a believer,
The consuming shadow of the creator
Glazed upon his face,
Concealing the lifeless messiah
Of the proud enduring race.
But no, we shall not fall,
We will reach the promise land
Over the treacherous mountain top,
No matter how tall.

Our Captain! Our Captain!
He gave his life,
For what is undeniably right,
For the people’s dream:
Like an uncontested bell,
Let freedom ring.