In the winter of 1770, The Colonial Days of old; An incident took place in Boston, So, the history is told.

The King of England ordered a tax, Payable on products arriving by sea; The proclamation outraged the Colonist, So, they filled the harbor with his tea.

 On March 5th, a cold winter’s day, The Colonist gathered in the town square; To formally voice their protest, That the taxes were unfair.

 They were met by the British Redcoats, And, Fire – was the order called; As the shots heard around the world rang out, Crispus Attucks was among the first to fall.

Freedom and Justice became the cry that day, Liberty was the call; After that infamous incident, They knew the Crown must fall.

The revolution began that winter’s day, Yes, the Crown did fall; But the question that lingers in many minds, Is, Why did Attucks answer at all?

For he was born into slavery, But, in his quest to be free; He escaped the chains of bondage, And, took to life at sea.

Slavery was the norm those days, In the South, the law of the land; And although chattel in the South, In the North he was a free man.

He worked the harbor of Boston, Unloading cargo arriving by sea; The proclamation the King had issued; Imposed on his Liberty.

So, when the word was passed, About the meeting in town square; It was only natural, For Crispus Attucks to be there.

He took his stand for Freedom, Justice for us all; And, in the name of Liberty, He was Among the 1^st To Fall

Written by: Charles Blatcher, III…. (c) October 4^th, 1985