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Equal (Animated song)
Historical protest songs have long served as powerful tools for social change, giving voice to the marginalized, challenging authority, and rallying people around causes like civil rights, labor rights, war resistance, and equality.
Below, I’ll explore key examples of protest songs across different eras, their contexts, themes, and impact, while connecting to the tone of social justice and subtle critique you requested in your song. I’ll keep it concise yet comprehensive, focusing on their historical significance and how they shaped movements.
Now...
I entered some prompts into the artificial intelligence I use and after several tests, this was the final result that I liked
Equal
[Verse 1]
We walk these streets, our voices blend,
A chorus loud, no need to bend.
The scales of justice, oh, they sway,
But somehow balance slips away.
Dear leaders, in your halls so grand,
You promise change with open hands.
Yet every step we take feels slow,
While your fine speeches steal the show.
Oh, we’re patient, we’ve been kind,
Waiting for the stars to realign.
But the clock ticks on, and still we find,
The dream of fair’s been left behind.
Equal under the sky, that’s the vow we sing,
Hearts on fire, let the truth take wing.
Oh, great powers, with your pens so wise,
Write us a world where no one’s left outside.
Equal under the sky, we’ll stand and we’ll fight,
For justice, for love, for what’s humanly right.
Your marble halls can’t hide the lie,
We’re equal, oh, we’re equal under the sky.
The children march, their futures bright,
But systems dim their shining light.
You build your walls, you draw your lines,
While equity just falls behind.
Dear shepherds of the public trust,
Your blueprints gather only dust.
We’re told to wait, to hold the line,
But patience frays when hope’s confined.
Oh, we’re patient, we’ve been kind,
Waiting for the stars to realign.
But the clock ticks on, and still we find,
The dream of fair’s been left behind.
Equal under the sky, that’s the vow we sing,
Hearts on fire, let the truth take wing.
Oh, great powers, with your pens so wise,
Write us a world where no one’s left outside.
Equal under the sky, we’ll stand and we’ll fight,
For justice, for love, for what’s humanly right.
Your marble halls can’t hide the lie,
We’re equal, oh, we’re equal under the sky.
Oh, noble ones, with suits so fine,
You swear you’re working overtime.
Your promises, they gleam, they shine,
But we’re still marching for what’s mine.
Every color, every creed,
Every heart that dares to bleed,
We’re not asking for your throne,
Just a world to call our own.
Equal under the sky, that’s the vow we sing,
Hearts on fire, let the truth take wing.
Oh, great powers, with your pens so wise,
Write us a world where no one’s left outside.
Equal under the sky, we’ll stand and we’ll fight,
For justice, for love, for what’s humanly right.
Your marble halls can’t hide the lie,
We’re equal, oh, we’re equal under the sky.
We’ll sing it loud, we’ll sing it high,
Equal, oh, equal under the sky.
No more waiting, no more cries,
We’re equal under the sky.
To those who listened to the song and to those who didn't, have a wonderful day, full of peace and blessings.
A virtual hug.
—Ezequiel ©
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By AriezehHistorical protest songs have long served as powerful tools for social change, giving voice to the marginalized, challenging authority, and rallying people around causes like civil rights, labor rights, war resistance, and equality.
Below, I’ll explore key examples of protest songs across different eras, their contexts, themes, and impact, while connecting to the tone of social justice and subtle critique you requested in your song. I’ll keep it concise yet comprehensive, focusing on their historical significance and how they shaped movements.
Now...
I entered some prompts into the artificial intelligence I use and after several tests, this was the final result that I liked
Equal
[Verse 1]
We walk these streets, our voices blend,
A chorus loud, no need to bend.
The scales of justice, oh, they sway,
But somehow balance slips away.
Dear leaders, in your halls so grand,
You promise change with open hands.
Yet every step we take feels slow,
While your fine speeches steal the show.
Oh, we’re patient, we’ve been kind,
Waiting for the stars to realign.
But the clock ticks on, and still we find,
The dream of fair’s been left behind.
Equal under the sky, that’s the vow we sing,
Hearts on fire, let the truth take wing.
Oh, great powers, with your pens so wise,
Write us a world where no one’s left outside.
Equal under the sky, we’ll stand and we’ll fight,
For justice, for love, for what’s humanly right.
Your marble halls can’t hide the lie,
We’re equal, oh, we’re equal under the sky.
The children march, their futures bright,
But systems dim their shining light.
You build your walls, you draw your lines,
While equity just falls behind.
Dear shepherds of the public trust,
Your blueprints gather only dust.
We’re told to wait, to hold the line,
But patience frays when hope’s confined.
Oh, we’re patient, we’ve been kind,
Waiting for the stars to realign.
But the clock ticks on, and still we find,
The dream of fair’s been left behind.
Equal under the sky, that’s the vow we sing,
Hearts on fire, let the truth take wing.
Oh, great powers, with your pens so wise,
Write us a world where no one’s left outside.
Equal under the sky, we’ll stand and we’ll fight,
For justice, for love, for what’s humanly right.
Your marble halls can’t hide the lie,
We’re equal, oh, we’re equal under the sky.
Oh, noble ones, with suits so fine,
You swear you’re working overtime.
Your promises, they gleam, they shine,
But we’re still marching for what’s mine.
Every color, every creed,
Every heart that dares to bleed,
We’re not asking for your throne,
Just a world to call our own.
Equal under the sky, that’s the vow we sing,
Hearts on fire, let the truth take wing.
Oh, great powers, with your pens so wise,
Write us a world where no one’s left outside.
Equal under the sky, we’ll stand and we’ll fight,
For justice, for love, for what’s humanly right.
Your marble halls can’t hide the lie,
We’re equal, oh, we’re equal under the sky.
We’ll sing it loud, we’ll sing it high,
Equal, oh, equal under the sky.
No more waiting, no more cries,
We’re equal under the sky.
To those who listened to the song and to those who didn't, have a wonderful day, full of peace and blessings.
A virtual hug.
—Ezequiel ©