There are no words left
To describe the emptiness
In the hearts of men

Who will steal food from children
And place mothers in cages

There are no poems left
That can take away power
From those who crave it

They will build walls of sorrow
For generations to come

What hope do we have
When some brave men do nothing
While the people wait

We must build a wall of hope
That will change a nation’s path

The people must rise
From this spell of disbelief
Lift their voices high

Break through those walls of sorrow
Into the future of love