Individual Cells (The Last Word)

This is not about who says the last word 

It is not about who wins and who gets defeated

It is not about whose voice is not heard

Not about who plays a fair game and who is cheated

This is about people who have lost their way

It's about people who had a bit too much to say

About people who forgot the sound of their voice

And thought that fight was inevitable, with no other choice

This is about a city that listened so much

And when it wanted to speak, it was brutally hushed

A city that raised generation after generation

That embraced variety and differences into one nation

It's about a country that used to be a mother

And now she sees her children killing each other

A country that wrote history before history was written

That made its name her children's only religion

This is not about who says the last word. 

Yet here we are still arguing about who's to blame

Not about the individual legacy we leave in this world

Get over your ego, remember we all have one last name

This is not about who laughs at the end

There will be nothing left to laugh about but ourselves

This is about the kind of message we ultimately send

Freedom comes when we step out from our individual cells