I awaken to countless voices screaming,
From Damascus to Oaxaca, I can hear each one pleading,
For change, protection, freedom,
And here in the land of the free, what are we offering them?
Poetry + Prose by Hayden Winston
I awaken to countless voices screaming,
From Damascus to Oaxaca, I can hear each one pleading,
For change, protection, freedom,
And here in the land of the free, what are we offering them?