The haze in the sky
Misty color obstruct the view
What the black knight wants to see?
He sits in his jet plane twisting fingers
He can't see down the roads
The sea of people gathering for a cause
Walking on the streets sun and rain
They walk for equal distributions of fair play
Fair and clean election
It's only part of the game
The wealth of the nation
It should apply equally to all her citizens
The rain will fall
Anywhere on the land
Does he heed the advice?
He only counts his black marbles
Even in the oceans
Strong waves do play the games
The turbulence make life uneasy
If one sails on a weak ship
The ground vibrations
The history of the march
Though the media and police spin
The people have made the inroads
For the journey will not be the same
The dream has to take root for the country
Now we don't need slogan we need common ground
And the people have spoken loud and clear
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