This Way To The End Poem by Damian Robinson

This way to your freedom.
This way to your dreams.
This way to lies we tell that hide everything we scheme.

This way to your deliverance.
This way to your claim what's owed.
This way to graves of those that privilege was bestowed.

This way to your fantasies.
This way to heaven on earth.
This way to those hung that disagreed with this world's rebirth.

Follow us brothers and sisters.
The tide of change must roll.
Destroy everything our fathers built, it will only cost your soul.