‎If they wail, do you hear them,
‎If they hail free us, do you listen,
‎When they scream out like church bells,
‎Do your ears hear, them echoing,
‎Echoing a notion of their emotions,
‎Do you see its scale, weightier,
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‎Mightier not to steer them on a voyage,
‎Not to steal their future,
‎Like a tempest on shores,
‎Coming like a hurricane,
‎To Jail their rights, imprison their dreams,
‎Do you hear them out of their soul crying,
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‎Trying not to become, what they don't want,
‎To become trafficking sucking their blood,
‎As they are abused with burdens, their burdens are always sudden,
‎So do you feel their pains, or is it only your gain you wanted.