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My heroes don’t wear capes or camouflage Don’t snipe from sand dunes or hide behind mirages Don’t shoot hoops in Nike shoes Or praise Jesus while supporting corporate issues My heroes hold hands on picket lines and tear gassed streets Wear blood red wounds from aggressive police Sigh and cry for the innocent Try and try against impossible odds Sing songs of freedom Not the military type but the kind that social movements keep bringing And they are still bleeding And they are still singing And they are still marching And they are still dreaming My heroes keep Carrying children from the wreckage Running into burning buildings Bandaging wounds Holding the hands of strangers who are in danger, Sheltering strangers, feeding strangers, Caring for the poor, Singing songs of love, Putting down their guns and refusing to **** While they pass out water bottles on the battlefield These are my heroes And they are still healing And they are still singing And they are still loving And they are still dreaming
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 11:02 AM UTC
My Heroes
My heroes don’t wear capes or camouflage Don’t snipe from sand dunes or hide behind mirages Don’t shoot hoops in Nike shoes Or praise Jesus while supporting corporate issues My heroes hold hands on picket lines and tear gassed streets Wear blood red wounds from aggressive police Sigh and cry for the innocent Try and try against impossible odds Sing songs of freedom Not the military type but the kind that social movements keep bringing And they are still bleeding And they are still singing And they are still marching And they are still dreaming My heroes keep Carrying children from the wreckage Running into burning buildings Bandaging wounds Holding the hands of strangers who are in danger, Sheltering strangers, feeding strangers, Caring for the poor, Singing songs of love, Putting down their guns and refusing to **** While they pass out water bottles on the battlefield These are my heroes And they are still healing And they are still singing And they are still loving And they are still dreaming
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 11:02 AM UTC
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