No progress no power
The struggle is continuing
The struggle has no quit in it
We wrestle in matches we
Walk away with scratches
We are wounded we see
Death happening daily
Psychologically we're in
Expectancy we see we
Believe lies told to our eyes
When it first happens
In our mind our pregnancy
To sound we make to be
Heard it's always something
To cry for there will be
More to march for oppressions
Got progression in a chokehold
Outpowered by those in power
The chains are transparent
The message is clear
We the people consciously have no fear