Don’t let us die
Before poverty, drugs, gangstarism,
Becomes a history in our community,
That no longer exists and will never happen again.
Don’t us die,
Before the sunrise in the morning,
And wipe the sadness on our faces,
And bring back happiness,
And our dreams become a reality so bright
That the world will have to wear glasses to look at.
Don’t let us die,
Or be persecuted to death,
Before a fair trial is given to us,
And because we are facing the biggest judge of all,
Which is society.
Don’t let us die,
Before choice becomes an option that we all have,
And for us a passport for life,
To be able to succeed in life,
Or in this world,
Where we feel like we have been forgotten,
And behind the world we live.
When we have in our mind,
That choice is an illusion created
By those who have power to motivate those who don’t,
But how can I believe in choice?
when you are not ready to stretch your hands,
And help us find our feet.
Will you let us die?
Before our dreams become a reality,
Before the sunshine so bright,
Before choice becomes a part of all of us,
Will you let us die?
It’s in your hands,
But please! But please! But please!!!!
Don’t us die.
Before poverty, drugs, gangstarism,
Becomes a history in our community,
That no longer exists and will never happen again.
Don’t us die,
Before the sunrise in the morning,
And wipe the sadness on our faces,
And bring back happiness,
And our dreams become a reality so bright
That the world will have to wear glasses to look at.
Don’t let us die,
Or be persecuted to death,
Before a fair trial is given to us,
And because we are facing the biggest judge of all,
Which is society.
Don’t let us die,
Before choice becomes an option that we all have,
And for us a passport for life,
To be able to succeed in life,
Or in this world,
Where we feel like we have been forgotten,
And behind the world we live.
When we have in our mind,
That choice is an illusion created
By those who have power to motivate those who don’t,
But how can I believe in choice?
when you are not ready to stretch your hands,
And help us find our feet.
Will you let us die?
Before our dreams become a reality,
Before the sunshine so bright,
Before choice becomes a part of all of us,
Will you let us die?
It’s in your hands,
But please! But please! But please!!!!
Don’t us die.
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