Today is Tom Harrison's day!
I lash and writhe against my prison bars,
And watch with sullen eyes the gaping crowd...
Give me my freedom and the burning stars,
The hollow sky, and crags of moonlit cloud!
Me, they entrapped... cowards! They did not dare
To fight as brave men do, without disguise,
And face my unleashed rage! The hidden snare
Was their device to win an untamed prize.
Yet still they fetter not my thought! In dreams
I, desert-born, tread the hot wastes once more,
Quench my deep thirst in cool, untainted streams,
And shake the darkness with my kingly roar!
Happy Day, Tom!