They fear you because you are young
They fear you because you are the future
How fearful are they that they decide to lay your life down by shooting you
How powerful are you that they fear you oh little but already gone children?
You are powerful because you are the generation that is to be free
The violence, the beatings, the torture,the killings
The hatred, the inhuman,the discrimination, the racism, the rape and every felony acts
All these are the bad feelings of our free nation to be
God,may I live to see your children who are suffering
In the hands of iron men
The who so call themselves the goats of the altar
The powerful humans upon the lowly black beasts of this nation
Being delivered from the chains of slavery and torture
Oh mighty God,hear the cry of your servants
Lord bless our nation
That's what we evince with our cry
Though we are the cursed seed of the starving spirits
The black spirits with no power
May you hear our cry
May you feel sympathy for us
May you exalt we the powerless poor abandoned nation
Many have been living yearning to see what is meant by this precious word FREEDOM
But as the time goes by, the hope is lost
And are left crying in pain
Sweltering with the heat of injustice and the heat of oppression
Deserving that one day, they be transformed into an oasis of justice and freedom
Lord of mercy, hear our cry and in accordance with your love, give us what seem to be far away from us
Give us what seems that's not possible
Give us freedom by delivering us from the pain of torture,the pain of mockery and every trouble we pass through
