I cannot fight so I pick up my pen instead,
Write in the voice of a man who they thought was dead,
They killed one and a million more men were left,
Because they could not take his soul as they took his breath.
So as they oppose those who seek to kill & imprison the movement,
& they bury their martyrs in the soil because they will never lose them,
He still stands in with them in the streets & demands his rights,
With those who chant from their roofs and protect their wives,
From Bahrain to Yemen we can feel his plight,
In the voice of a nation who knows that freedom is in sight.
You cannot silence a man by taking away his rights,
You cannot silence a man, who is ready to fight,
You cannot silence a man, who is not afraid of death,
A man like Mohammed Baouzizi as he faced his death.
I feel cursed to exist in this world were inhumanity is normal,
Where discussing peace at tables is a formality to bore us,
In a world where resistance is silenced by armed attacks,
Where the media won’t tell us to care – We might fight back,
So I take inspiration from those who did not stand by and watch,
From those in my mind who I will never forget,
They said that freedom would come but it would never be easy,
So we say this for Rachel Corrie & Vittorio Arrigoni,
You gave your life for the cause and your legacy’s live on,
Until injustice & inhumanity are gone
And even beyond.