Yes sir, let's fight a war with words and pens.
We shall be victorious in the end.
Let our blood flow onto the page like red ink,
And our words stick in all the minds that hear us.
Let's fight to keep awake by living in dreams
And let us use good intentions form our reality
Our blood is made of ink, we write until we die
Then we form our stories in the stars in the sky.
We don't care if we are not on top
At least our word has meaning
We don't care if have nothing
At least we have our minds
So yes sir, let us fight this war
This war of literacy
For our blood is made of ink
And writing is how we breathe
