And It Goes On

The movement never ended Burning churches have become mosque Black power has become gay pride Only love can conquer hate If the movement taught us anything, there’s no time to waste The schools in my city are far from equal Those with the most brown students, seem the most bored That is unless we’re on the court Malcolm I’m sorry, that’s what we stand for It gives me chills there are millions of Emmett Tills still getting killed Look to the leaders Look to the lord We need someone, something to believe in Tell me where is the dream? As long as we have poor As long we have wars Stabbing, fighting, killing each other I’m sorry but it will be hard to call you my brother The president gives hope, but until our states are united, we will remain segregated Join hands with me, black or white Straight or gay Rich or poor Christian or Muslim The movement was for us As it is, was, and ever shall be No matter what our differences are We are all human I think I’ve found your dream