Your message can be one of peace,
Everything you proclaim can be love
And they’ll fault you and never cease.
So just keep on, without stepping down.
You can donate to forty charities,
Start a foundation for children,
But they’ll still label you with inequities
Yet, do not stop your mission – not for a million.
They will beat you till they’ve had their fill,
They will label you a wacko, a traitor, a bore –
Bet, I beg you, stand tall:
Because they’ll know your worth when you’re gone.