what if the sun never rises again
what if the blood never stopped to drain
what if the flood would never restrain
what if our sorrow had lost its pain
what if our cries were all in vain
what if there was no end to this reign
what if there was no one to complain
what if there were no heights to attain
what if we were made to detain
what if their was no reason to explain
what if we loose it grain by grain