What am I to do father,
My world is on fire, and
Circumstances seems so dire
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We choke under the knee,
We choke from the smoke
We choke we choke, whenever we breathe
We choke every heart
That tries to beat free
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Disunited, angry, crying,
for our mothers
They won’t let us be.
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There are innocents trying
In every country
Seeking only justice and equality
A crime for which they’re dying
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I feel their pain
And I feel powerless
Imagine them then
For surely the knee will rest on me one day.
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Is this how it will end?
With painful pleas
Shouted by hoarse tongues
Hate and bile
No trial
Most hoping it fizzles out
In just a while?
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Or will we come to each others aid
across all nations, and terrain?
Strive, shield, unite, lead
And never ever yield.
Can it be that we
Change our ways and change our destiny?