The sun rises across the sky
As people are walking by
Shining on the rich and poor
From desert to sea shore
On every man, woman, and child
From the city to the wild
It rises and then sets again
Each day without end
Telling a tale for all to see
That we aren’t living equally
Perhaps equally we never will
And also without justice ‘till
We speak up for the weak and small
In the daytime and at nightfall
To remain consistent and fair
As our lives are there to share
by Christina Morley
