Against a Roaring Tide

Against a Roaring Tide

From the womb of a nation imperfect, arose a star,
Born in old Massachusetts, Susan B. Anthony afar.
Born in a time where her voice was but a whisper,
Against the roaring tide, she became our sister.

A tireless advocate of rights both large and small,
An echo of justice, she answered its call.
Through the temperance movement, she sought to convey,
The power of women, to have their rightful say.

In the year of ’63, under the war-torn sky,
She built the League of Loyalty, her resolve ever high.
With slavery anathema and freedom her aim,
Her efforts were instrumental in abolishing the same.

Through relentless commitment to the cause she held dear,
She held up the torch of equality clear.
With Elizabeth Cady Stanton by her side in the fray,
She founded the Suffrage Association to lead the way.​

Across our great nation, her voice could be heard,
Delivering impassioned speeches, each word stirred.
Arrested in ’72 for daring to vote,
Her fine went unpaid; defiance she wrote.

Her dream was realized, though she was no longer here,
With the Nineteenth Amendment, her victory was clear.
Passed away in New York, in the springtime chill,
Her legacy remained, a beacon on the hill.

Today, her name rings through halls of justice and lore,
A key figure in suffrage, her contributions we adore.
Her relentless activism, a clarion call,
The rights of women, she fought for them all.

The face of a dollar, a statue in stone,
Her legacy imprinted in flesh and bone.
The List that bears her name, champions the pro-life plea,
Her spirit, in every effort, for women to be free.

From an imperfect nation toward more perfect union we stride,
Her life, her work, a constant guide.
In the heart of every battle, in the soul of every song,
Resides the spirit of Susan, inspiring and strong.
Across our great nation, her voice could be heard,
Delivering impassioned speeches, each word stirred.
Arrested in ’72 for daring to vote,
Her fine went unpaid; defiance she wrote.

Her dream was realized, though she was no longer here,
With the Nineteenth Amendment, her victory was clear.
Passed away in New York, in the springtime chill,
Her legacy remained, a beacon on the hill.

Today, her name rings through halls of justice and lore,
A key figure in suffrage, her contributions we adore.
Her relentless activism, a clarion call,
The rights of women, she fought for them all.

The face of a dollar, a statue in stone,
Her legacy imprinted in flesh and bone.
The List that bears her name, champions the pro-life plea,
Her spirit, in every effort, for women to be free.

From an imperfect nation toward more perfect union we stride,
Her life, her work, a constant guide.
In the heart of every battle, in the soul of every song,
Resides the spirit of Susan, inspiring and strong.

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