In the lonely night
Way past midnight
I think of our plight
That's beyond sight
Things have become tight
There seem to be no light
Even when birds lack flight
Sure,we must keep the fight
We must stand for what's right
No one should take our birthright
For our freedom we're forthright
If we must, then we shall fight
We must emancipate us from freight
For the future is and must be bright
Never again should we live in hindsight
When we have been blessed with foresight
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