The Voice of Rights

Loading millions of dollars, calling himself powerful and known Desert sand of the east gulf, separated and lonely Treasure for him alone, corruption of laws and cultures Structure of invincible thoughts holding on coast He may not be known for holding blood in his hand, but true. Held all voices with power of force, no words no actions For your body will be amputated, hands, Legs, or more be your head? So hard my heart doesn’t exist with brains of so low profiled citizens For your voice is behind the sand, let it echo in the mud For your action is behind laws, let the shadow be cultured Holding on norm of fairness, let all be the same Let my sound on the silent wind travel on the west of peace. No more shadows on black, crimson tears of lowly heart For they call twice as men, I’m hoping he’ll grant her wish For equal land to walk, equal gesture to rule One man for a woman, who love her as equal, Not as gift, or position to be fund seeing only as comfort. She is the invisible woman