If you take away our voice
With laws, to us, are blind,
You can try to damn our future,
But can never change our mind.
If you take away our protest,
If you ban our presence there,
We will swarm you with our millions
So you know- we took the dare.
If you take away our freedom,
Roots will soon sprout underground;
And then you'll never conquer
What grows tall, without a sound.
You may take our money
In the dark, steal all our wealth;
But the lamppost on the corner
You will pay, for all your stealth.
Every act has its reaction,
Every wrong will come to light:
And though you choose the battle-
We'll choose the time, to fight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem