Though time tested
and weary worn,
we remain steadfast
in the perilous journey.
You cannot beat us down
with you scorn;
Nor destroy us with hate
and abject illegality.
In the hour of darkness
and the gloom of day,
The struggle will continue
and shall never cease.
Liberation is a process that allows
nothing to get in its way.
The table has turned; the shorn
no longer fears the beast.
The story has already been told;
we’re children of the Exodus:
Over the desert and across the sea floor,
our feet have gone.
There is nothing in your narrow-mindedness
that can stop us;
No shootings or bombings can prevent
the dream reaching home.
Many beautiful lives we have lost;
but not our sacred hope.
And what once was despair,
is now just a simple footnote.