those who see weakness, do not see strength;

oh great people,

who are called common,

seek beyond what your blessed mind

says is your fate

society has struck you, for you are Other.

they do not know the blessing of blindness

for so many and yet not enough see

freedom is not white.

in darkness

you are more and less than what you hope

if you hope in hope at all

and if you do not, go

seek adversity with your ears

to hear the voices of fallen

who warred against those who define

all that is – according to unseen hands

who toil in snowy peaks of luxury

so that the mountain might be chained

towards their summit.

when the base rises

and upturns the depths

revolution becomes salvation

and in this act of rebellion

we must cry and tear out the throats

of those who would deny

us what we ask, that is,

to live as we ought to

to each, according to their own truth

this, I have learned