The sun burns down from the sky
Creating dark shadows around us
We march on...
The neighbors stop and stare
Recognition forming on their faces
We march on...
The cars honk and drivers curse
Gripping stirring wheels in the heat of frustration
We march on...
Mothers and fathers step back
Closing doors that once stood open
We march on...
The bullies come with fists
Ready to fight
We march on...
The police swarm en force
Lights flashing and sirens wailing
We march on...
Our feet tire
Hearts growing weary...
With each step deeper into the abyss
We march on...
Minutes became hours
Hours morph into days
Days turn into months
Months trudge into years
We march on...
What else to do but march on
Inching closer and closer to the promised land
This land of peace and equality that resides in our mind's eye
Now the seams of reality begin to fray like an old rag
We have come to the brink of eternity
The world has become flat again
What do we do?
We march on...
We march on...
We march on...