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To the Beat of a Different Drum


Our bodies are many As our hearts beat as one Walking away from the man Who has promised us everything To the man who fights On our side A man who is ours Fighting as one Underprivileged nation We are given propaganda Of despair and disappointment On corners of despondent thoughts They fight back As we fight forward Marching towards our happy endings Arriving on the steps Seeing the masterpiece All around us Seeing the history being made Hearing the voice of the era Being immersed in his words Equality For All Little black boys and girls And little white boys and girls Living in perfect and complete harmony The obelisk Reaching to pierce the cloudless painting Of streaked blue abstracts Reflects a perfect world below A picture perfect Sense of self Where fighting for what you believe in Does not end with a bullet through Any of your vital organs
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