Analysis - If we Must Die by Claude McKay
If We Must Die by Claude McKay
If we must die, let it
not be like hogs
Hunted and penned in an
inglorious spot,
While round us bark the
mad and hungry dogs,
Making their mock at our accursed
lot.
If we must die, O let us
nobly die,
So that our precious
blood may not be shed
In vain; then even the
monsters we defy
Shall be constrained to
honor us though dead!
O kinsmen! we must meet
the common foe!
Though far outnumbered
let us show us brave,
And for their thousand
blows deal one death-blow!
What though before us
lies the open grave?
Like men we’ll face the
murderous, cowardly pack,
Pressed to the wall,
dying, but fighting back!
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