No One Is Singing

Omar SamihOctober 8, 2014

No one in my city is singing
but the kings of this land.
People go to the streets
just to get sprayed
the scars showing their kids
never to parade against the king
or you will be like me

No one in my city is singing
but me.

I might be small but my courage is tall.
I might be young
but my mind has sprung.

I’ll dodge the insults
and command an army
O’ the king will be trembling in his seat
the defeat will be so sweet.
I will be in the books
of future generations,
the birth of a new nation.
A happily ever after,
This will be America’s new chapter.