We Are At War

Stand your ground, Let no one push you to the ground. Somewhere in the sun Is reserved for those with gun. Let us not procrastinate, For tomorrow may be too late. Let it happen today That which is slated for the next day. Stand your ground, hear the trumpets sound, Fear disappears where courage abound; We are men of fate And we have resolved to change our fate. We are on a quest To assuage out thirst, To reclaim our lost future - Of which we are no more sure. We are youths on rampage! Since the elders won't respect their age, We'll maim and murder Whoever stands on our way; father or mother There are many ends to this race of life; Whether by the gun or by the knife, And we would rather die trying Than die without fighting. Only a deaf world blinds its eyes To her youth's war cries.