Age of Innocence

This is the day we step out

This is the day we shout

We join our hands in gesture

For corruption to censor.

Those who sit in a throne of black gold

Have for money to the devil their soul sold.

I pray to give the innocence of childhood back

Then guile will our kings lack.

Let me always be lean and parched

My mind with ideas and inspiration be always charged.

Instead of hoarding gold

With kindness your heart be mould.

Let's give a shout out to the poor

And show lies and corruption the door.

This is the day we step out

This is the day we shout.