• I speak my mind,
    I do not stutter.
    I do not sway,
    I never mutter.
    I speak out loud,
    for myself and others.
    I do not sway,
    and I do not stutter.

    I speak for those
    who can not speak for themselves.
    I speak for the trees,
    I speak for the soul-less shells.
    I speak for the small,
    I speak for the weak.
    I scream out to the world,
    That I will not say defeat.

    I speak for the children
    born in the era of war.
    I speak up for everything
    I deem worth fighting for.

    I speak for the Muslims,
    America's scorned.
    In the hearts of the ignorant,
    is where hatred is born.

    I speak for the children,
    Who lay man to man.
    Too quick to judge,
    is the way of the clan.

    I speak for the trees,
    who give us our life.
    Still it does not matter.
    We take them in strife.

    I speak for the people,
    Who have no place to speak.
    I am a warrior,
    Who can not see defeat.

    I speak out loud,
    and I do not stutter.

    "Who will be left-
    if we keep burning each other?"