We Are Not The Same

We build with blood, they draw in sand,
We carry weight with calloused hands.
They break the bread we earn each day,
Then curse our hands that bore the fray.

We kneel to pray, not to obey,
They kneel to thugs who lead astray.
We honor flags, they burn them down,
We hold our ground, though threats grow dire.

We stand for truth; they twist and preach,
Their hearts are ink, their words are weak.
We do not bend, we do not break,
No hate; just truth:

We are not the same.

They crown the thief and curse the just,
Turn sacred stone into crumbled shards.
We know the price of what we keep;
They sell the dream while the mothers weep.

We guard the gate when night gets long,
They oil the hinges, hum their song.
We bury heroes with folded flags,
They dance on graves and sell the stones.

We stand for truth; they twist and preach,
Their hearts are ink, their words are weak.
We do not bend, we do not break,
No hate; just truth:
We are not the same.

We are not the same.

We are not the same.

We are not the same.

So let the line be drawn in flame,
We rise with dawn, they hide from rays.
Their voice is poison, their words a cage,
We write the truth; they edit the page.

They worship mirrors, we bury pride,
They cancel the brave, we stand beside.
They coddle the weak while the honest pay;
We plow the storm; they run from day.

So wear your crown of rust and shame,
We will build again through smoke and flame.
You had your feast; we count the cost;
But we still stand where you were lost.

We are not the same.

We are not the same.

We are not the same.

We are not the same.