islamophobia at its finest you couldn't have spoken truer words three years before injustice fell cascading down upon your head like rocks each one labeled hate fear terror and it's that label, drenched in your blood that begs and screams to be renounced i am not a terrorist no, you aren't, but every pale-skinned man who doesn't know the pigment in your skin as anything but dirt couldn't see the difference so yet, we fight for you your love, your voice for every child that lives in fear we will charge on your skin tone is not a death sentence and the media who doesn't know their right from their united left will hear us we do not need you we do not need you we do not need you us many times as God will give us strength we will charge on for you for them for Palestine for Syria for every fear-filled child we will remember and for each one fallen, trapped beneath the rocks hate, fear, terror we will set you free