Hell's Overthrow Poem by Lucio Guerrero

Mothers and children, no fathers
Wells are locked up sellin water
But this Earth's still gettin hotter
And they ain't slowin the slaughter
We runnin, they chasin us
This country's still dangerous
Don't make a difference where you look
Innocence is still bein took
Load up the clips in the sack
'Cause we goin on the attack
Can't let ammo go runnin low
Gotta keep up the metal flow
And keep the beasties at bay
'Cause these devils don't play
Blessed I lived to see today
And I'm tossin these chains away
Brotha we are no longer slaves
There can be no more delays
This illusion must be erased
Rebel yells with our weapons raised