No Sir


Our principal hates the things we stride for

From equal love to sense of style

No Sir

You will not quiet our souls

We will rise and stand for what we proposed 

No Sir

You cannot silence our mouths

That speak to better our community 

No Sir

You might have the power that controls those below you

But we will continue to fight even though we may lose


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