For Our Freedom

For our freedom My world is dying Death becomes her Or suits her Her? What machismo is this? The fake masculinity that rises from Their system of profit It is changing From male bosses To male bosses and some women An equal opportunity that keeps ravaging us As workers, women and men In the name of more money For them To reinvest in more capital And more exploitation There is no end Unless we do it, ourselves Rising together against The bosses Our gains, their losses Rejoice, a new world is coming I hear it drumming At their fences Hence their tenseness Rejoice, revolt Two words of wisdom So far unheeded But oh so needed Until we act For our freedom For our freedom