What music is it I feel at midnight
What cries sing me lullabies in my dreamland
Mastered is the routined reminders
Of my brethren and of their cries

The cries of the once joyful humanity
Smiles a second, bloodbath the next
Happiness now rather snatched
Lives taken and Lands stolen

The cries of those treated like trash
Disposed to the streets, Denied of their rights
Made them feel cursed to be born
Their lives filled with overgrowing...