When the law ceases to bring justice,
The law ceases to be just.
And when the law ceases to be just,
We, the people, must cease to be silent.
The bitten tongue bares blood of the same red worn by the acting hand.
By pen or sword so fight the war or be lost to no man's land,
Until a man's a man in every eye,
We have failed eachother.
Upon this rock,
We shall build no more,
Not on ill foundations.
Upon this rock,
We build no more,
As we tear down all we stood for.
Life matters.
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 10:46 PM UTC
When the law ceases to bring justice,
The law ceases to be just.
And when the law ceases to be just,
We, the people, must cease to be silent.
The bitten tongue bares blood of the same red worn by the acting hand.
By pen or sword so fight the war or be lost to no man's land,
Until a man's a man in every eye,
We have failed eachother.
Upon this rock,
We shall build no more,
Not on ill foundations.
Upon this rock,
We build no more,
As we tear down all we stood for.
Life matters.
