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The Battle


Lift every voice and sing ‘Til earth and Heaven ring, Ring with the harmonies of… Liberty. That’s what our ancestors Gave their lives for. Over 100 years of fighting And the battle still Hasn’t quite been won. And it won’t be. Not until we realize We aren’t really free. We aren’t free Until we’re always treated Equally. We aren’t free Until mothers can send Their children To school without fear of discrimination. We aren’t free Until I can honestly say That I wasn’t picked Because I wasn’t qualified. We aren’t free Until all traces of discrimination Have finally died. That’s when we have Liberty. Facing the rising sun Of our new day begun, Let us march on till victory is Won.
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