Allow your voice to be heard
Let it ring
Let it roar
From the ghettos to up high
Speak
Tell of your pain
Let your struggle become known
Express your tears
Speak
For you need help too
Let your circumstances become known
Back breaking labor, little pay
Broken spirits
Speak
In silence nothing happens
No one knows your situation
Your plight is hidden
Speak
And become heard
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