Anthem

The world chokes on ashes

She’s running out of time

From the mansions of America

To the walls of Palestine

To the walls that keep you out

And the walls that keep you in

Each of us is punished

For someone else’s sin

And each of us is punished

From within and from outside

None of us asked to be here

but we’re along for the ride

And the ride itself is slowing

As it closes on the drop

We know where this is going

We know it cannot stop

But we will never stop fighting

Alone until the end

In crowded rooms of anger

In exile with our friends

Exiled in imagination

Sinking in our pain

The poor they have the numbers

The rich they have the reigns

But the poor they are rising
Drowning in the tide

The educated call it resistance

The layperson suicide

But the educated have their privilege

That you never must disturb

Not by your actions

Neither by your words

But their word is all they give us

And it’s broken every time

From the mansions of America

To the walls of Palestine