I heard the voice again hawk in the street
Shrieking like a heated coal ready to threat
A catacomb of a distorting sight warring with peace
Millions shred shaded red paint
Giving the gentle mind a calm lease
Shouldn't we talk lest we faint? I think i found no air i
breath
Let the feeble tongues Master it lines
Let the unspoken word be spoke begotten things that
has broke
Telling all truth against all lies.
Be a lawyer of yourself
and rescue the bigotry of self dignified indignation
from the room of justice be an indigine, tolerating no
unrighteousness civilization
Let your voice count from the heart of the grave
For many would have been save if we kept no silence
for a Safe.
