The war isn’t starting
This genocide has been passed down to us through generations
The toll is too heavy to count
The pain to great to comprehend
With guns and disease and batons
With our words and our silence
We each have been complicit
The war is not just coming to us now
We have been fighting all our lives
For the wrong side
Our forefathers came here drunk and shot up paradise
Our forefathers slaughtered and raped and stole
It never stopped
Form after form it took
Our secret war
On those who should have been our kin
We have nothing left to take pride in
And who is there but us to atone?
The fire is at our feet
And we have one choice to make
Do we join the right side
Or do we condemn ourselves
To a hellish world of injustice
To a world of cruelty
Of brutality
Of indifference
The stones are tumbling down the mountain
And now is our chance
To throw the shackles of our pride
To rise higher than those who came before
To find truth and beauty in a cruel place
To find the good in ourselves
Truth and determination are invincible
And the truth is
We can be what the lies told us we were already
Free and just and equal
We can be
What we’ve dreamed and we’ve hoped could be true
March
And keep marching
No more despair
No more stopping
Until we reach the gates of paradise