As a year dies another is born, With the breaking of the morn, And twill be just like the old, To spite what we say or we are told, Sure, Saddam may be dead, Now open terror rules instead, Still Kurdistan’s not free, This is liberation you tell me?
Corporations still rule supreme, Workers rights is but a dream, And the freedom for which we fought, From our hands by Brussels is being wrought And with America will must side, Or they make our economy slide, And they call this heaven,
As is born 2007!
I wish that when my eyes I open, A better day sometime will see, Through my actions or those of others, A better time for all will be.
For as around at this world I look, Either in Europe, or the Holy Land there, I see hatred and bigotry,
I see people who don't really care. Why is it that throughout time,
When one suffers pain they once knew, That their more evil that those who opposed them, Is known by all but said by few.