If only one person
Changes their mind
To see through the eyes
Of the other side
If more of us change
The size of our shoes
To step into someone’s
With opposing views
We might have a chance
As a nation again
Depending on whether
And if and when
But so many of us choose
To simply ignore
As we climb ever higher
On the backs of the poor
So shatter the glass
Shatter your fists
Shatter the stigma
In which you live
Shatter the silence
Of the privileged class
And shatter the voices
That cling to the past
Shatter the earth
On which you stand
Shatter the chains
That bind your own hands
If we can work together
And cross the vast canyon
To bridge the gap
Of tribalist fandom
But it seems far away
And at once too close
To reflect on ourselves
And and the lives of our foes
When batons and bullets
Become the norm
And peaceful protesters
Are gassed and swarmed
It’s too much to handle
Too much to take
Clear eyes weep
And strong hearts break
So shatter the glass
Shatter your fists
Shatter the stigma
In which you live
Shatter the silence
Of the privileged class
And shatter the voices
That cling to the past
Shatter the earth
On which you stand
Shatter the chains
That bind your own hands
I’d love to share this – would you mind if I did? Also – these would be great lyrics to a song… I can imagine Ani DiFranco singing something like this. 🙂
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Of course! Thanks!
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