Poverty and violence,
Pain and tear,
But why the silence
And why the fear?
Is this was your day,
What would you do?
Would you all play
Or say adieu?
Or, would you see it,
In another light?
And say \'fuck it\'
And rise to fight.
Stand your ground,
For the weak and the lame!
This will astound,
and change the game.
See how it changes
When days grow short.
It quickens the pages
And moves the court.
Many souls in the past
Have watched with these eyes
And stood at their last
And claimed their prize.
So those who don\'t care
Or those who don\'t know
With their hands in the air
Will they pay what they owe?
Will you live in regret,
For not carrying your weight?
Or will you forget
And wash your slate?
Which is it my friend?
Which will suffice?
One selfish end
Or one sacrifice?