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.