Am I dreaming? Or is this true?
This call for justice? This truce of blue?
Of green and gray! Of old and new!
All colors collect today, subject to the wrath of shades.
Am I dreaming? Or this really real!
A new ordeal seems to finally have grabbed a meal!
A seat at tables, a try for truce.
The final call after decades of such abuse
I won't let them live
The anger the fear
I won't let them give
The tension YOU HEAR
I won't let them cry
I won't let them wail
I will let them die
And smile my own way