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A Stand for Rights


Every day we wait And wait, and wait Wait for our truth Our justice Our rights But they never come. Media purports them Politicians revoke them But the people never receive. Our world is nothing but claims That are never met. Never to be realized, Never to be given. We know they are illusions, We know they are lies, And yet we wait. Our forefathers gave them They promised life They promised liberty, and happiness. But others overruled. We are ants in a farm Owned by corporations and politicians. They, not us, choose. Choose our lives Choose our fates Make our decisions. Why should we let them?
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