In
the morning light
The
sun never want to hide
He
walks with his crowd
The
day of his life
It
doesn't have to come this way
As
long as he has learned the traps
Living
out in his political life
It
isn't easy trying to break the wall
The
sound of cars and motorcycles
The
banners hanging up for all to see
“The
pick and choose to prosecute
Leaving
us with a bad taste..”
In
the morning light
The
sound of voices
The
sun never want to hide
The
day of his life
The
jail house booking
The
sound of cracking doors
The
prisoners can't have freedom
The
rules have changed
Once
inside it is back to school
The
time of breaks; the time of relaxation
The
prison wardens may act like the discipline teachers
Once
there is wrong nothing will escape punishment
Will
the light shine for justice?
Many
will ask and pray it is done
He
walks with his crowd
He
makes the change to come
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