“We are the Others” Poem Them, The others They call us that But we are lovers Of the earth Of our lives Of our friends And wifes Your child Is like ours She’s not wild Bur she’s like flowers You made a wall Of Iron and cement You built the wall Despise the cent You want the dollar, Money and power Working white collar On every hour But you forget Righteousness and peace Despise the others And live in bliss On solidarity You spit We trust in charity As we see fit There is hope In our hearts We’re together But live apart Skin colour, Sex or Age Forget the honour Just turn the page
But be aware That freedom rings Among the soul Of those who sing We are the Others But we believe, That in the end We will succeed