Liberty's Wake

They say every action counts

Every drop spilt, every drop sweated

It's all for the greater good

In the end it's all rated.

Care for the poor and unwashed, they say

And He will take care of you

We will sit back and watch it all

While you fight for what is true.

Am I me? Or am I the masses?

Am I me? Or one of the classes?

Cry not for yourself but for your brothers

They who have not what you have

So we will take everything you can give

And amongst ourselves, we will laugh.

Work for freedom, for liberty, for death

In true spirit, you must flounder

Strive for truth and justice and all that jazz

Walk a straight path, don't meander.

But am I me? Is what I ask

Am I me or just another class?

It has been written for sixty years now

My religion, my birth stars matter

They might be dead but still they preach

And the pages they wrote on torn and tattered.

La liberté ou la mort, is the call

But who do I free myself from?

Breaking my spirit against these shores

Do I deserve another dawn?

But the question is still clear: Am I me?

Or am I just another minority?