I See, You Are Still Bending
I see, you are still bending
your neck under your yoke,
when Time is Up, and voices
are shouting you awoke!
I see, you miss the courage
to speak your Truth, to stand,
to challenge slaver-masters,
with brothers in one band!
So brave your pain you swallow,
deceived, carry your yoke.
But Time arrived, to smash all
the muzzles that you choke!
To hell! with all the monsters!
Put an end to your pain!
The Time is now, to found
FREEDOM on Earth again!
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