The People
The soldiers come after us now
The starving, the old, the sick, the young
We are what is left, this ragged band of survivors
I tell you this. I tell you this!
We are the People! Proud people!
We are tired of running, but we are not tired of living
I tell you again. We are the People!
Of many tribes and nations
We will make a stand here
Here, at the center of the Earth
We will stand like a mountain
We will stand as One
Copyright © Jeff Martin | Year Posted 2018
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