“But can one say, I will not obey?”

I walked in the dark past the starving children and naked women.

“But can one say, I will not obey?”

They cry out to me, I stare ahead, and walk past.

“But can one say, I will not obey?”

The streets are on fire, the people hide their heads.

“But can one say, I will not obey?”

And burst into flames, their ashes float on the wind.

“But can one say, I will not obey?”

Floating into the blue sky, they disappear.

“But can one say, I will not obey?”

I will not obey.