Cast the Dice

Now Let us cast the dice For few minutes after the rice We shall be called to pay the price What shall be our take home prize When our pains have risen to the skies It is not by force but out choice To keep mute or raise our voice They ride in rolce Royce Even when hunger is killing our boys In our agony they rejoice From our pain we still not divorce Let's us gather the fire No soon shall we get tired Let not our children call us liars Let's raise our voices higher Till we draw out from inside of us the fighters For tomorrow we'd have been of age And not able to show the rage When in our travails we ll be caged Keeping our bones in place with bondage Let's cry when we can be heard Let's makes the eyes red So that our children can be fed And not astray they'll be lead With this we ll keep straight our bed. ( FM CONCEPTUAL)