We are still here

Verse 1 You buy the headlines with your cash, Turn our channels into masks. "Peace," you say, with blades behind— Your reach runs deep through every line. From fishing boats to microchips, Even schoolbooks can’t escape your grip. You stir the noise on social feeds, Pretending you speak like one of me. You cut our ties, block our trade, Then say it’s us who misbehaved. You chant “One China” loud and clear, But only want us not to speak or hear. Verse 2 You call it culture, but it’s all control, Buying artists, anchors, every soul. You preach that “blood runs thicker than sea,” But aim your missiles right at me. “Family,” you say with open arms— While pointing weapons at our farms. You dress your threats in silken talk, But we can see behind the walk. Chorus We’ve seen it all, we’re just not loud, But silence isn’t what you think it shouts. You can ban us, block, or curse— But you can’t buy the soul we nurse. Bridge We’ve walked through storms, we’ve faced the night, The tighter you push, the more we fight. Not out of hate, nor show or pride— But to keep our truth alive inside. You don’t define the air we breathe, Our freedom isn’t yours to seize. Final Chorus We’re not fragile, not alone, We mend our cracks and plant our own. You may want the world to bend and sway, But not this island—not today. You dream of owning all you see, But you can’t buy who we choose to be. We are Taiwan— Not for sale. Not yours to take.