Peace eludes
as long as the people cry
as long as inequality reigns
no dove for this scene
no olive leaf
The belly full of hunger
those who have not
chant the praises of those who do
sing their hymns, pay their rates and tariffs
provide them with easy jobs in the sun
freeloading to death in the midst of want
until the rest wake up
and on this day
an ebony wave builds in the heat
wiping sweat from steamy brows,
The People
finally fed up, Arise-
hungry for this Beast
The sea rises in accord
washing up tidings of good days coming
of hope and new beginning
how will those in need ever afford
a greater piece of destiny
if we make them pay so dearly
