Fault finds itself on others, never our own shoulders
Redirecting blame, further tangling the chains that hold us
Ever wondered that maybe we are tackling this backward
Ever dawned on you that one man could change the world?
Deeming it important that we come out of this victorious
Often time and chance, time to time, available to all of us
More than ever effects the reality we want and if it lasts
Isn’t it apparent that change exists at the end of a decision
So much so from deep inside myself, a primal undying mission?
Can a single voice then, I’m thinking, cause ripples unimaginable
On to others, shaking the core of what was once ‘stable’?
Moving on towards this enlightening realisation so empowering
I decide to be ‘out there’, obnoxious, loud, maybe even unbecoming
Not trying to fit in but completely move pieces around in this puzzle
Going where few ever ventured: I strongly believe it’s worth the hassle
Tell me then, if not by being questionable, would we get answers?
Only then will we find the right tints and shade for our canvas
Marching on forward knowing very well we have in sight our vision
On a cause that deep from our hearts we feel commisioned
Rarely do we ever, in unison, feel this drawn to a primal purpose
Reality check has hit us: We need to rise out of the ashes
Over our fear that what’s in the broth carries way too much spice
What’s more alarming is that damnation is one more act of ignorance way. We’re dangling breathlessly on the precipice…
Hopefully, we’ve come out here today. And all I can hear are souls chanting.
That indeed: F-R-E-E-D-O-M I-S C-O-M-I-N-G T-O-M-O-R-R-O-W!