What I Do Shows People What Kind

I Remember With Strong Feelings The Families Who Joined Our Movement And Paid Dues Long Before There Was Any Hope Of Winning Contracts. Sometimes, Fathers And Mothers Would Take Money Out Of Their Meager Food Budgets Just Because They Believed That Farm Workers Could And Must Build Their Own Union. I Remember Thinking Then That With Spirit Like That... We Had To Win. No Force On Earth Could Stop Us.

Until The Chance For Political Participation Is There, We Who Are Poor Will Continue To Attack The Soft Part Of The American System - Its Economic Structure. We Will Build Power Through Boycotts, Strikes, New Union - Whatever Techniques We Can Develop. These Attacks On The Status Quo Will Come, Not Because We Hate, But Because We Know America Can Construct A Humane Society For All Its Citizens - And That If It Does Not, There Will Chaos.

We Have Suffered Unnumbered Ills And Crimes In The Name Of The Law Of The Land. Our Men, Women, And Children Have Suffered Not Only The Basic Brutality Of Stoop Labor, And The Most Obvious Injustices Of The System; They Have Also Suffered The Desperation Of Knowing That The System Caters To The Greed Of Callous Men And Not To Our Needs. Now We Will Suffer For The Purpose Of Ending The Poverty, The Misery, And The Injustice, With The Hope That Our Children Will Not Be Exploited As We Have Been. They Have Imposed Hungers On Us, And Now We Hunger For Justice.

The People United Will Never Be Defeated.

We Shall Strike. We Shall Organize Boycotts. We Shall Demonstrate And Have Political Campaigns. We Shall Pursue The Revolution We Have Proposed. We Are Sons And Daughters Of The Farm Workers' Revolution, A Revolution Of The Poor Seeking Bread And Justice.