Raise your voices to the sky

We are that chosen generations no lie

A blessing upon the dying

Forever young and glowing

 

Raise you faces to the heavens

Stand tall and fear no ravens

For come what may, our mission shall be fulfilled

Waves and undercurrent shake us be,

Afloat our hull continually be

 

Raise your faces into the wind

Let it know that all shall be well

In our land shall we continually dwell

Peace shall reign is all I shall tell

 

Raise your arms and smile

Believing that after these tears is a smile

Impossible though it seems but all’s less than a mile

Whirlwind and thunderstorms strike us be,

Off into the air our kites be

 

 

A tiny little voice today

A force to reckon with someday

A slave of this generation

Master of a great nation

 

 

Blood splashed, atrocities committed

Soul lashed, mistakes corrected

I say this ‘cause I believe in the word Brethren

I know this ‘cause I believe in the word “CHILDREN”