hey brothers
where'd you get the strength to stand
when tyrants prodded you with angry blades
and pushed you off your land
hey mothers
where'd you get the strength to fight
when they came with hungry eyes
to pillage your forts in the dark night
hey children of our lord
who stand with shining eyes
before the battlefield of life
beneath red-blood skies
what do your swords look like
that you used to fight the odds
what kind of drug do you go by
that makes you still go on?
when they've taken all that you have
when they've raped you of your rights
when they've ripped your hearts out of your chests
when they've replaced innocence with sick sights
when they've urinated on your soil
and spat into your faces
when they've torn your homes apart
and shoved you in tight places
when they've shackled you to their privates
when they've showered you in spite
when they've taken the joy of day
and the elegance of night
and made every hour
every moment
a struggle
a fight
how do you go on ?
hey warriors
hey soldiers
what's your secret
is it your unity
the warmth of your fingers
grasped with one another's
sisters, fathers, brothers, mothers
is it the beauty
of the sunrise
that comes without fail
the promise of hope
that lights up your trail
is it the sweetness
of the blood that falls from your tears
sweetened by the victory
over your own fears
do the angels hold your hands?
as you stand up to the powers
is it divinity
that makes you impossible to devour
hey brothers and sisters
my words are a little weak
something about your battles
make me at a loss to speak
ਸਤਿਗੁਰਬਚਨਕਮਾਵਣੇਸਚਾਏਹੁਵੀਚਾਰੁ॥
