Saturday Night

I am the voice of the voiceless;
Through me the dumb shall speak
Till a deaf world's ear
Shall be made to hear
The wrongs of the wordless weak.

The same force formed the sparrow
That fashioned man, the king.
The God of the Whole
Gave a spark of soul
To furred and feathered thing.

And I am my brother's keeper;
And I will fight his fight,
And speak the word
For beast and bird
Till the world shall set things right.

--Ella Wheeler Wilcox, 1850-1919

- "Voice of the Voiceless" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I found this neat poem on the web; someone named Pat Bumstead's blog.