you say this is right
you say that is wrong
how do you know?
all you see is your side
of that nice white Fence
and we see,
we see the ugly metal side,
the side where Blood is spilt
and Freedom is take.
we see the Laws that you set
put into Action,
and we see the Tears
of the mothers
whose sons and daughters are six feet under.
maybe tomorrow
it’ll change
maybe Tomorrow
the Blood will seep through to your Side.
you say you won’t waver
but when your sons and daughters die
maybe you’ll see what we see
maybe tomorrow,
but not today,
no,
not today.

 
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