There was a day

There was a day I couldn't read
There was a day I couldn't write
There was a day I couldn't sing
There was a day I couldn't dance

Now I read and write against imperialism
Now I sing and dance against imperialism

There was a day I couldn't cry
There was a day I couldn't die
There was a day I couldn't sigh

Now I cry and die against imperialists
I fight ...I fight ...I fight against imperialists
My tears are cries
My tears are songs
My tear ...words against imperialism

Someone is crying
What is imperialism
Who are  imperialists
In very small sects
The huge money owners
Ruling our world through the banking system
And constant lying through their Media
Are the imperialists
The vampires' plans and ideas
Enslaving the world is imperialism

There was a day I could stand
There was a day I couldn't see
There was a day I wasn't free
There was a day I couldn't run
There was a day I wasn't alone

Now I am free...I see...I run...I can't sit
But I am lonely
I need the world to see ...to cry ...to run
Against imperialists
to bring up the children in peace
To flow towards the sunny future
Without nails tying us to the darkness of the past

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