I Would Not Take One Cup Of

If We Are Full Of Hatred, We Can't Really Do Our Work. Hatred Saps All That Strength And Energy We Need To Plan.

When Workers Fall Back On Violence, They Are Lost. Oh, They Might Win Some Of Their Demands And Might End A Strike A Little Earlier, But They Give Up Their Imagination, Their Creativity, Their Will To Work Hard And To Suffer For What They Believe Is Right.

The People Who Give You Their Food Give You Their Heart.

I Would Not Take One Cup Of Coffee From A Grower...there's Not A Good One. I Hate Them. A Few Presents, A Little Talk, Then The Noose. That's How Capitalism Works.

We Are Tired Of Words, Of Betrayals, Of Indifference...they Years Are Gone When The Farm Worker Said Nothing An Did Nothing To Help Himself...now We Have New Faith. Through Our Strong Will, Our Movement Is Changing These Conditions...we Shall Be Heard.