Today,
They create their own truths
Where peace is possible
Through weapons and wars
And sacrifices of the young...
You take pride in it.
They promise a better life
Is in cities and highrises
The price of which is future
And half your lives...
You join the line in silence.
They pick on the weak
With no paper proof
To show that they belong
And must to be heard too...
You fail to hear them.
They make you believe
You belong to a country
That is in dire need
So you ought to pay the fees...
You rush to fill those pockets.
Tomorrow,
You will be the Other
No name, nowhere to hide
They will put you as the price
So that the rest may live by
They will tighten your noose...
And the world will watch.