doormat of the world

who is the one who take it all
are we all destined to let mud collect on our backs
will we never shake of the dirt of evil
are we laying low because we are not playing by the rules of society
they walk on top of us because we do not fight by their standards
yet we will fight the truest fight when our day comes
and we will be victorious
to them we may be covered in their dirty tracks
but we know we are made clean in the blood that is shed on us
our door is not the door in which they want to walk
let them know that they are all welcome
for the dirt shall fall away and the clean will rise
and we shall all go on together
to praise the cleanliness in which we were meant to be