Paroles We Are the People

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We are the people without land
We are the people without tradition
We are the people
Who do not know how to die peacefully and at ease

We are the thoughts of sorrows
Endings of tomorrows
We are the wisps of rulers
And the jokers of kings

We are the people without right
We are the people who have known only lies and desperation
We are the people without a country, a voice, or a mirror

We are the crystal gaze
Returned through the density and immensity of a berserk nation
We are the victims of the untold manifesto of the lack of depth
Of full and heavy emptiness

We are the people without sorrow
Who have moved beyond national pride and indifference
To a parody of instinct
We are the people who are desperate
Beyond emotion because it defies thought

We are the people
Who conceive our destruction and carry it out lawfully
We are the insects of someone else's thought
A casualty of daytime, nighttime, space, and God
Without race, nationality, or religion
We are the people, and the people, the people

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James Newell Osterberg