An empire overcome by a whisper

The earth replenishes
And gives us what is good
The law oppresses the people
And dislikes, what is misunderstood
With a lack of all the clashes
And dat herb ending dismay and grief
A world will open up to those
Who are looked on as mere thieves
Mere pioneers I say,
To those who smoke de herb
A cause greater than their own
A liberty they deserve
A new culture is observed through a spiritual tool
An epidemic of Paranoia reigns
Those who don’t observe this lifestyle
Show disdain, and oppose all change
But the truth will overcome
And the tool will be set free
To those who do not want to hate
And simply wish to be
A whisper once, in the days of old
A mere gasp of breath, taken with much disdain
Now a mere whisper becomes a yell for freedom
That gasp of breath shall surely reign
Let’s free ourselves and know the truth
And rid our minds of the words that hate
Unbind those bound by the chains of oppression
and remove the blinders that go so easily unnoticed
So come and let your voice be heard
Above the white noise the enslaved unknowingly create
rise up against those who try to keep you quiet
and join the revolution, that so patiently awaits
And in my small step in the cry for a forsaken people
I make a small step in a cry for the world
Lay down your arms and embrace the magic
Raise your fist and speak
A revolution awaits
Jah.