I Am Not a Hero, I’m an Activist - A1

Verse 1

I never asked for statues.
Never dreamed of a Gandhi path.
I wasn’t chasing glory
I was compelled by what I saw

I saw a soul in need, empty.
A voice stripped of its dignity.
I saw the weight of injustice
While others looked away.

They pulled their curtains tighter.
Turned comfort into a creed.
But once I hear suffering
I cannot unring what I saw, heard, screamed

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Pre-Chorus

Justice has a heartbeat.
If you listen, you will hear.
It whispers to the willing—

“STAND RIGHT HERE”

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Chorus

I am no hero.
Heroes wear the names
that others choose to give.

I saw the broken.
I heard the silence
I heard needs scream
I chose the life I lived

Call me stubborn.
Call me reckless.
Call me trouble if you must.

I am an Activist—
no more, no less,
just someone who
stood up against humanities injustice

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Verse 2 (Oriana imagery)

Three shots tore through my body.
I kissed cold concrete, blood and stone.
Dragged down stairs
Left for dead all alone.

They counted me with the lifeless,
Threw me in a morgue bodies trashed high
Then darkness cracked wide open.
Silence spoke:

“There’s still work unfinished…
Go back among the living.”

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Pre-Chorus

Every scar becomes a headline.
Every wound a witness stand.
Truth survives the bullets
when WE ALL take a stand.

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Chorus

I am no hero.
Heroes know the day
they become one.

They see the fire…
Run toward the burning sun
while others turn and run.

But I’m an activist
My weapon is writing.
My sword is marching.
My power is I refused to go silent
To disappear.

Truth outlives the tyrants—
Justice eventually rules the day
Year after year
New cries capture good souls ears

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Bridge

Some of us carry cameras.
Some carry signs.
Some carry children
Some cross enemy lines

Some carry questions
that tyrants dread.
Some light candles
until darkness is shed

The world calls me a hero…

I call it STANDING UP
Following a righteous breeze

Yeah, I am no hero.

I simply could not
pretend I did not see.

If courage has a birthplace,
it begins the moment
WE SAY

“NOT TODAY.”

If they silence one voice,
another MUST rise.

If they bury one witness,
Another MUST give birth

TRUTH MUST STAY ALIVE

I am no hero…

But a voice - an activist
that would not leave
Till justice
Had its day in court

And maybe… a hero
is just one day
In the life
Of an activist