I
stand with you, with my hands up
Me and my people
Keeping our
chins up
Yeah, Us Sikhs
Us, the people, marginalized, to the
side-KICKED
know a thing or two about police brutality
about
false promises of equality.
We’ve seen,
we’re still
counting
COUNTLESS young men shot down at point blank range in
“fake encounters”.
Mothers, Daughters, Sisters, Wives
standing
up, screaming, demanding, in the face of the opponent, the looming
danger.
We know a thing or two about being targeted for who we
are
for proudly walking down the street with our unshorn hair
that
the oppressors asked if they could touch
before putting a noose
around our necks
as they called us snakes
and gunned us
down
Yes, We stand with you
we know the people’s day will
come
When Raj Karega Khalsa Aaki Rahe Na Koi, the world will
hum.
‘cause you know what?
We know a thing or two about
rising up
We know how to instill humility in the hearts of the
power-drunk
We know how to crumble the lies in their foundation,
to dust
that the only way they see out of it, is killing us.
Yet
our history has us marching on
Yes, We know a thing or two about
keeping our Fists Up.
- from Punjab, to Ferguson
