Rainbow Colored Civil Rights
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It seems we've come so far with the hands of time
An arm's length from World Wart 2 to civil rights
We are standing taller for equality
But not reaching our potential height
Oppression has turned society into a portrait
We are colors that have begun to blend
While there is not much pigment distinction
Some of us still have to pretend
And for some, it's hard to play the role of chameleon
I know, because I have this friend
And he hurts inside because he's just not right
No matter how hard he tries to unbend
By definition he's "crooked"
In a society that demands straight
And if you don't meet this expectation
Then somehow your situation breeds hate
The hate gets thrown in his face
Because into the picture, he cannot be mixed
He's an array of color
A rainbow that shouldn't be "fixed"
I tell him to keep his head up
And join the historical fight
There are thirteen states down
And thirty-seven that still need gay rights