in this land there are tyrants but we do not crumble in this land that is our home, we stand shoulder to shoulder and bear the brunt of tyranny alone we scream into the air / the waves hear us yet nothing answers— in this land that is our home, we stand shoulder to shoulder and call the name of our oppressor out loud we take the hits as patriots— we scream into the air / the waves hear us yet nothing answers— in this land there are champions that rise to battled skies stand shoulder to shoulder / bear the brunt of tyranny alone we call out your names— we scream into the air / the waves hear us yet nothing answers.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
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