I Die a Little More Each Day

Whenever they tell me not to progress, to stay, I die a little more each day. Whenever I try to teach, and they say nay, I die a little more each day. Whenever they try to stop me a word to say, I die a little more each day. Whenever they try to reduce my spiritual array, I die a little more each day. Whenever I salute them, and they don’t even say hey, I die a little more each day. Whenever they tell me there’s a will, but no way, I die a little more each day. Whenever I see a beggar, and they say it’s okay, I die a little more each day. Whenever they tell me, I shouldn’t stand up, but lay, I die a little more each day. All your ignorance and anger and war and gore, Have killed me today and I am no more.