Resistance What will become of us If in a moment our strings can be tugged Torn away from our hearts And our bones turned to dust Re moulded by the hands of those above us Into a system that fails and divides and murders and does not thrive. For eternity i will resist And for my brothers and my sisters And my children and my elders I will survive I will be crushed one hundred times Stamped on and squashed only to rise again Stronger until we turn time Our hands that tell the story Will not warp like the voices of the lies you bestow upon us.
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