Liverpool lost with a whimper…bloody real Madrid…

What would you tell me?

What would you say

Would I even listen

Would I walk away.

How would I find you

If I chose to look

How would I see you

If I closed the book.

Who gives permission

Who paves the way

Who knows the answers

To what I have to say.

Do you want equality

Do you want power

Do you see poverty

From your ivory tower.

How many of you

Know the reason why

There are so many

Left to bleed

So many

Left to die.