Early Tuesday morning,
The hatred that
Had already slowly ignited
Those animals' souls
Burned deep in their
Thick flesh
As they aimed to
Strip us of our pride,
Our freedom.
They shot high
They hit high.
Down our people fell,
Disappearing in the flames
Of the foreign to the free
And yet our people emerge
Victorious
Somewhere in the eternal bindings
Of our flag
Which is not just a flag
It is who we are
Who we have pledged to be.

Time
Does not stop for us
Time
Did not stop for us.
And it never will.

But we will keep on fighting,
We will keep on flying.

And we will always,
Forever,
Be free.




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