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The Battle


While it may not help that I’m just a kid from suburbia, Born in the 1990s and white It certainly does not mean I’m ignorant to the struggle That occurred long ago, In the battle for civil rights. I may have only learned about it in books Movies, interviews and TV shows, But that doesn’t mean I can still feel the power, The contest, the plight In the battle for civil rights No I wasn’t there, No, I didn’t fight. But I learned, I felt, and I empathized. I will never know how it felt. I can never attempt to try. But I can remember all those who fought, who cried Who won, and broke the divide In the battle for civil rights
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