Rise Up For Our Sisters and Brothers

Wouldn't you expect
That it would reflect
In their expression, in their gait?
Still, it isn't obvious in their face
that nearly half a million lives
have been essentially erased.
Only a few survive
the evil of genocide.
Only a few are alive
and even they are forced to hide.
We have the wealth, we have the power,
many are dying by the hour.
They are the children of the world,
they are the innocent whose screams cannot be heard,
they are husbands and fathers, sisters and brothers,
they are sons, they are daughters,
they are victims without a voice,
they were never given a choice.
Evil that was born from ignorance and fear
takes more and more lives with each passing year.
When will we rise up and say,
"No more, not on our watch!"?
Rise up, let your soul guide the way,
even if you think you cannot do much.
Unopposed, the evil will continue to gain ground.
Listen closely, do you hear the sound?
They are crying out for our help, begging for mercy.
An incomprehensible number of our brothers and sisters
are suffering and hoping against hope that we will begin to see
their safety and their future is within our reach.
Let us not sit on our hands or try to meet any demands,
let us take to the shore of that not so distant land
and take our brothers and sisters by the hand.
Wouldn't you expect
the world to rise up and protect
the children and the innocent
from the evil, the inhumanity?
It starts, right here, with you and me.
Just think of the possibilities.