• In this world of argumentation,
    None of us are free,
    For freedom comes at but a price,
    A price too high for me.

    To give up my personality,
    Would be a personal crime.
    To sell my soul to a "Holy World"
    Would kill me over time.

    We've been told that we had rights,
    To speak, to pray, to express.
    When I do these things, I am knocked down,
    Slumping and depressed.

    So I shall proclaim to this world,
    "Let us be ourselves,
    "For if our race begins to change,
    "Our world should change as well."