Break it wide open 
This is what I’m hoping 
For our cities 
Too much violence 
Can you hear the silence 
Too many are afraid 

I will find my way Tomorrow 
You know cuts and scrapes will follow 

Sick of the schism 
Oh God forgive us 
For how we treat each other 
Some crave violence 
Sexual crime on the rise 
Others just don’t bother 

Brighter days tomorrow