Our Guardians "Stand tall"
Our Guardians reach out to "Break our fall"
Our Guardians are here to "Protect"
Our Guardians deserve our "Respect"
But somewhere along, we've gone astray
And it seems, the life of minorities we pay.
We no longer look up at out Guardians, who we once adored
They look down upon us, creating those feelings we abhor.
Instead of reaching out, and breaking our fall
They bring down the baton, and our rights stall.
Our Guardians were chosen, their duty to protect
But it seems a majority is experiencing neglect.
"Respect your Guardians", says a whisper in our ear
But in the Guardians, we have begun to fear.
Our Guardians are now, creating massive harm
Regardless of whether or not we bear arms.
A man was choked to death in New York
But we must remain calm, we cannot raise the pitch fork.
We must follow the words, of our wonderful King
From hill to hill, let freedom ring
Our Guardian's freedoms, we must respect
And urge in return, ours they protect.
To end racism, and bring on equal rights
We must use our voices, it is pointless to fight.
Looting and rioting, we will see no achievement
We must peacefully protest, change will come, believe it.
Equality is near, I feel it in the air
Our voices tremble not, I feel no despair.
We are on the verge of righting our wrongs
We look to the Gospel and, in song,
We unite our voices, and bring forth change,
Equality for all, the idea is not strange.
Continue the journey, my brothers and sisters,
Raise your voices, fall not to whispers.