One Red Streak
Through the air with a silent whisper
a signature of a violent past clamors in its darkness
left behind those hearts of hatred, eyes of stone
free from confines of hatred and all its methodical sadness
from the denial of truth suffocated by voices shrouded in fear
cowering behind steel
as if this new found freedom would ever return
This night has provided a sounding board
for millions of brothers free like me
we dance in the twilight and cover the sky
we mumble our freedom in congress
at the end of elation my brothers have left me
so I must celebrate alone
though it not matter for many of us scream loud and fade away
for freedom I do burn bright
bright enough the whole world could see
those who break and those who bend,
my message of freedom
those who oppress and oppress again
Alone I fly in the darkness of night
a thin red flame behind me
as I have achieved the wisdom of the hour
my call for freedom perfected
the whole night they have awaited for freedom
with a single embrace this call I speak
the call of freedom let out
I have changed my flame for something more pure
now I flow red and shout