We are so tired.
Our souls are wailing in pain.
Why don’t you hear us?

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We will honor them,
with every protest, song, stand.
You’re not forgotten.

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Our hope will prevail.
Defeat is not an option.
Our joy will endure.

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We can’t even breathe.
You’re choking us with knees, fists.
We just want to live.

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The rage in my heart,
white hot like an inferno.
What am I to do?

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I say let it burn.
We can rebuild it better.
We can make it right.

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When they come for us,
I will prepare for battle.
They won’t defeat us.