Exodus Children and the Dream

Though time tested and weary worn, We remain steadfast in the perilous journey. You cannot beat us down with you scorn; Nor destroy us with hate and abject illegality. In the hour of darkness and the gloom of day, The struggle will continue and shall never cease. Liberation is a process allowing nothing to get in its way; The table has turned; the shorn no longer fears the beast. The story has already been told; we’re children of the Exodus; Over the desert and across the sea floor, our feet have gone. There is nothing in your narrow-mindedness that can stop us; No shootings or bombings can prevent the dream reaching home. Many beautiful lives we have lost; but not our sacred hope; And what once was despair, is now just a simple footnote.