Clear void personas
Rebelling against their home land
Ghosts wailing
Up in flaring arms
They fight
Through pen
Through paper
Through voice
And through whisper
Do not give up the fight
Even though the night
And all of its darkness
May keep you from continuing
Do not dally
For victims of yesterday
May well as be the victims
Of today
And the victims of today
May soon be
The oppressors
Of the future