HOW’S A CHILD TO FEEL WHEN TOLD HIS PEOPLE WERE KILLED? HIS CULTURE COMPLETELY DESTROYED, IN THE NAME OF GOD, GOLD, AND GLORY? WHILE THE WHITE KIDS SIT AND SMILE, THEIR TEETH LIKE CROCODILES, THEIR PRIDE THE SOURCE OF HIS PAIN. THIS SHALL NOT BE TAUGHT AGAIN. NOT TONIGHT, WE MUST STAND AND FIGHT. HOW IS FREEDOM TO RING WHEN OUR ENTIRE LIVES WE OWE SOMEBODY SOMETHING? STILL WE ARE EXPECTED TO EXCEL IN A COUNTRY THAT’S BEEN SHOT TO HELL BY THEFORFATHER’S WE ARE SUPPOSED TO RESPECT, THEY CLAIM THIS LAND THE SAME WAY THEY CLAIM 15% OF EVERY PAYCHECK. THEY HOPE YOU’RE COMFORTABLE. THEY HOPE THAT CHAIR YOU SIT IN, THAT SKIN YOU’RE WEARING, IS COMFORTABLE. THEY HOPE YOU’RE GULLIBLE. THEY HOPE
THAT BRAIN YOU’RE USING, THAT CHILD YOU’RE RAISING, IS GULLIBLE. THEY’RE SO PROUD OF YOU, SO GLAD THOSE LIES THEY TOLD YOU MADE YOU PART OF THE WAR MACHINE. LET’S TURN THE TABLES. LET’S BREAK OUT OF OUR STABLES AND THROW DOWN ALL OF OUR PICKET SIGNS. LET’S MAKE A STAND. ONE RACE, ONE CLENCHED FIST, SINGING “NOT TONIGHT. WE WILL STAND AND FIGHT”.
