Black and white
I never looked at anything as black and white,
but looking back in time, it gives me a fright
how once a marriage of black and white
could never be one, and unite
all our lives we had to fight
and all our lives we had to give up our rights
we had to use all our might
just because black and whites could not marry,
was not alright
we were hated and had so much spite
because we just wanted to make things right
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