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