Everyone wants a place to belong
And a chance at happiness. Imagine,
What will people do without either?
They wage physical and psychological war.
I cross through the sea of their rage
In an exodus from their golden age.
Oh is my heart right? I keep breathing,
It’s all I can do. Yeah, no escaping.
The fact is I’d fight for the right
Of that opinion you hold so tight.
We have to stand up and fight.
Our enemies use our own morals against us.
To divide us. Why do we hate what makes us us?
See there’s a point where others manipulate us
For their own benefit. They don’t care about us.
Try to remember:
We have both a heart and a mind, to love and to understand.
Vasha'Lakar 