I was there Among thousands. The words rang. Down through the ages, from the Sea of Reeds. Across the Rivers of Babylon, The Mississippi, The Potomac, Rippling through the Reflecting Pool. The ancient call, The present ache, For freedom, For justice, For our children to learn hatred and war NO MORE. NO MORE. The Promised Land still a dream. How many more Seas must we navigate? How many more Rivers must we cross? NO MORE. NO MORE.