We are haunted by an onslaught of twisted visions
Of a lack of transformation in this world we live in
Knowing where society must make its incisions
To rid ourselves of this chronic condition
Acceptance of this plague is a constant hindrance
Keeping us from a future full of true acceptance
Banging on our souls with a screaming resonance
And yet we hold on to this viral penance
Lets shed this coat of oil and grime
Clear the streets of prejudice, hate and crime
Wash clean the vanity, pride and violent slime
Stand up with your kin for it is time
Time for us to join with our brethren hand in hand
To rid our lives of the modern-day oppressors and their clan
Stop the repression of all people by the man
And shout to the heavens, This our Land

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