Galactic Warriors of Earth

Yo, let me drop some truth, something real. About the dirt

beneath your heel. Not just ground, I sense that shoe. Spun from stardust,

brand new . Wake up, wake up, can you hear the call?

You're holding all the power, standing tall. We are her hands,

the heart, her eyes. Born of galaxies, across skies. Every woman,

every man, a piece of the plan. We are the earth,

holding it in our hands . Oh child, don't you weep,

don't you mourn. A warrior spirit since you were born. God gifts inside