IT ENDS IN OUR HEARTS 
It starts in our eyes, because we see it everyday, everything that happens in the rotting country. From pointless wars to police brutality, protests turn to riots when they ignore what people say. 
It then moves to our minds, because we know this has to change, and this will never happen if we do not use our brains. The bombs will keep on falling and the blood will turn to stains, more bodies will be counted as the smoke rises away. 
It now moves to our fists because we all are frustrated, looking at this beautiful land that you obliviated. An entire world tainted by the poison you created, we're no longer sitting and watching as we are anihilated. 
It ends in our hearts where we all feel the pain, a sudden realization that we're all the fucking same. Silence equals violence, so get up and fucking scream. IF WE DON'T TRY OUR HARDEST THEN WE'RE ALL TO FUCKING BLAME!