RAP. Song Counting Heroes.

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Every morning, count the heroes
Not the bodies, count the heroes

Looking out my window, first light of day
Streets are different now but I'm here to stay
Used to count the cars passing by my door
Now I count the people helping, wanting more
This ain't the life we chose, but it's what we got
Standing strong together, giving all we've got

Every morning I count the heroes, not the dead
Keep my eyes on tomorrow, push ahead

Old Maria down the block, ninety-three
Baking bread for soldiers, setting spirits free
Teacher Anna gathering kids underground
Reading them their stories, keeping fear unbound
When the sirens sound, she holds them close and tight
Shows them how to be brave through the longest night

Every morning I count the heroes, not the dead
Keep my eyes on tomorrow, push ahead

Young Natalia driving through the rain
Bringing medicine to those in pain
Dodging danger just to help someone breathe
Building hope in others, that's what makes us free
Never thought that courage had so many names
Regular people lighting freedom's flames

Farmers clearing fields with steady hands
Metal fragments buried in their lands
Children drawing pictures for the troops
Grandmas knitting warm socks in groups
Simple acts of kindness break the dark
Every little action leaves its mark

When they try to break us
They don't understand
That each morning brings us
More heroes in this land

Doctor working forty hours straight
Mechanic fixing tanks that just can't wait
Students filling sandbags in the square
Musicians playing underground with care
Every single person plays a part
Keeping our tomorrow in their heart

On my street alone I could name them all
Standing up together, standing proud and tall
Not because they wanted glory's crown
But because they refused to back down
Simple people doing what is right
Turning darkness into morning light

So I keep on counting as days go by
Every act of courage makes me want to try
To be like them, to stand up strong and true
To count myself among the brave and few
Who wake up every morning with this choice:
To be a hero, to raise my voice