A Greek doesn't kneel

You whisper so softly

Like you need to heal

From a wound 

That is bleeding

A Greek doesn't kneel

Be careful it's nasty

Infections and viruses

You need to be clever

And let go of biases

A Greek doesn't kneel

You speak so damn swiftly

And speak little jibberish

You think so differently

With time it's fine

To find your own sense of pride

A Greek doesn't kneel

With pride 

Ah it's so plenty

With feelings 

We should be clear

A Greek doesn't kneel

With love in their heart 

And pride up on their sleeves

A fortress of smarts

Now you best believe

They are so darn tough

And caring and kind

The Crafters of Art

Culture and food and wine- (sublime)

A Greek doesn't kneel

Even when the darkest days... 

Are upon them.... 

They find the light bathed paths in caves...

And use their complex complicated minds

And the women love us

With their famous backsides

You can see in their (.)  (.) Um eyes!

A Greek doesn't kneel

Only to pray

To live from one day

 To the next day

To make their kids

 and their country are okay