The Battle Will Be Won At The Grassroots

Fragments of shattered hopes
is all that has been left to gather
After the politician has come and gone
Promises made , promise withdrawn

Fragments of shattered lives
Is all that has been left to mourn
Cruel gift from men without virtue
Daily gathering to new acts of wickedness

The battle will be won at the grassroots
That is the place of your freedom
The battle will be won at the grassroots
That is the place of you victory

Mother sitting head bowed in sorrow
Father toiling at work that bring no cheer
Brothers , sister looking ahead
Wondering what sadness lurks beyond

Rivers of tears will not heal your lands:
The broken Earth , brokenhearted
The barren trees standing ashamed
As skeletons of abandoned scarecrows

The battle will be won at the grassroots
That is the place of your freedom
The battle will be won at the grassroots
That is the place of you victory

The birdsongs may again return
The power rests in your hands
The future may be as bright as the stars
The power rests in your hands

The battle will be won at the grassroots
That is the place of your freedom
The battle will be won at the grassroots
That is the place of you victory
The battle will be won by blood and tears,
The battle will be won by sheer resolve,
The battle will be won at the grassroots
That is the place of your victory
The grassroots