Video mon­tage ded­i­cat­ed to peo­ple in ev­ery coun­try in the world who are de­mand­ing their rights..
Mu­sic by FORZA “My City”

Pho­tographs from brave pho­to­jour­nal­ists who face dan­ger to bring us these im­ages, and share these vitally im­por­tant sto­ries of the strug­gle for free­dom.

By FORZA

Lyrics:
It’s my city, my concrete
since the day I was born it’s been under my feet
under my skin, inside of my head
put my picture on the sidewalk
the day that I’m dead
Pour out some liquor, now break some bread
for the streets, people have bled
Pour out some liquor, now break some bread
for the streets, people have bled
Rise up my People, rise up, rise up my people x 3
It’s your city, your concrete
so shape the world that is under your feet
all messed up, yet tidy and neat
filled with love and controversy
stories of life, they’re carved in stone
you might not see us but you’re never alone
stories of life, they’re carved in stone
you might not see us but you’re never alone
Rise up my People, rise up, rise up my people x 3
Cause it’s our city, our concrete
silky soft, yet rugged and beaten
Urban jungle, sweet and sour
within the people you find the power
you find the light,
in the jungle you will learn to fight
you might fall, but not tonight
It’s all about the balance, left and right
If you agitate the snake, the snake will bite
So rise up my people. Rise up, rise up my people x 3

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