I ain't given up yet,
I ain't wearin' a black hat,
For tedious may the times be,
Holding on but is the key.

Holding on to what?
Holding on to morals, 
To values and principles
In this world full of quarrels. 

Messed up may look the society,
Vanished, may appear the security.
Let it take over - that inner belief you got,
To not give in to dependence, so hard for which you fought.

The beasts of society, 
That wander around like a celebrity, 
To curb them all must work as one, 
Ending poverty doesn't require a gun!

The corrupt, the taunting, the rich and intimidating,
All work as one to forever keep the country 'developing'.

I'm Begging! I'm Pleading! 
Requesting that you follow me, 
In this pursuit of betterment, 
Of this fight against felony. 

Forward when the society goes,
Demolishing all the orthodox lows.
That day I shall proudly yell,
"DIVERSITY IN MY COUNTRY NO LONGER RESEMBLES HELL!"