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Endure


As I hold my comrade’s hand and sing, my mind wanders to the day before I was running from the beasts and horrified by the gore The supposed protectors in blue are beating their fellow men My anger and fear battle with each other, overflowing pass ten The scene escalated and a giant force of water knocked down my friends They screamed and cried and tried to stand up but it was futile in the end I looked up to the sky I asked a higher power why But even today I still don’t know So I stand here, whether in rain or snow With my brothers and sisters of many colors and faces Because we love each other, despite our conflicting races We will use our minds, there's a better world to dream of Join hands with each other and build a wall of love
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