will tomorrow come?

Will tomorrow come?

When we will get our way

We seem to be in police state

We can't say or write what we think

Will tomorrow come?

Lifting us high

The freedom, joy and laughter

All of us stay as one

We don't have to argue

Every policy will be shared

There will not be a lopsided plan

It will be fair, equitable and accoutable

The way we are witnessing

It seems going down the slope

We are afraid to change

So this is where we got ourselves into

Will tomorrow come?

Unchained our fear and pain

Let us see the light soaring high

Lifting us to freedom, joy and laughter