Sometimes I get so frustrated in this fight
But then I remember your plight
I think about you all alone, in a room with no view
Being punished for telling what is true
I think about your children, how it’s not fair to them
How without your supporters, your chances are slim
I think about free speech, and the human rights abuse
And I realize I have to fight, giving up is no use
You deserve to be free Assange and we have to fight
You fought for us and it’s only right
I won’t stop I won’t quit because that’s just not me
So that someday I can say you are free….