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Poets of Protest

The poets who still had some hope formed movement
Provoking free progress and no one could stop them
Fighting with nothing but words as their weapons
They saw walls as their papers and cans as their pencils
The streets became part of a beautiful poem of resistance
We the brave will not leave the square we are patient
We came, we saw, we conquered
We bite off the hand of the finger we’ve been offered
We came, we saw, we conquered
The poets of protest won’t be forgotten
And Robin Hood starts laughing
We stood on the rooftop where everything’s started
Watching the leaders begging to stop it
The outcome much better than we had expected
The houses rebuild and the bridges repaired
The system renewed and the reward for a life in despair
We stood together as one and smelled spring in the air
We came, we saw, we conquered
We bite off the hand of the finger we’ve been offered
We came, we saw, we conquered
The poets of protest won’t be forgotten
We came, we saw, we conquered
We bite off the hand of the finger we’ve been offered
We came, we saw, we conquered
The poets of protest won’t be forgotten
And Robin Hood starts laughing
We came, we saw, we conquered
We bite off the hand of the finger we’ve been offered
We came, we saw, we conquered
The poets of protest won’t be forgotten
And Robin Hood starts laughing
We came, we saw, we conquered
We saw the fall of the king and the rise of the fuck ups
We came, we saw, we conquered
It was about what we needed and not what we wanted
We came, we saw, we conquered
We saw the fall of the king and the rise of the fuck ups
Came, saw, conquered
It was about what we needed and not what we wanted