We never lose composure,

In our hoods we don`t die of exposure,

We fight hard to escape from the torture,

In our hearts and feelings we`ve always been made low,

Not because of our wishes but because of the law,

But forward we will move,

From the little we will achieve,

We strike back as we reflect,

On the leaders we elect,

Before the sunset,

We rose and made ourselves ready and set,

We struggled though encountered and outwitted the challenges we met,

Though our clothes were made wet,

Forever we will move forward,

For success in our paths,