Change
Kids cryin’ and dyin’
Whites and colors never getting along
How did everything go wrong?
Have you ever seen a troubled Mexican girl walking alone?
Or a little boy behind a glass on the phone?
You see, I have
I’ve seen the sun go black in the matter of minutes;
My brother always told me that the sky’s the limit
Women like Rosa Parks
She didn’t argue or scream
After her incited it gave people sparks in their heart,
But still their limbs were torn apart
Everyone stood up for what they believed in
Yes, their hearts fell into itty bity pieces
They didn’t break even
Chavez stood up for his community
Like a leopard with her baby cubs
All he wanted was a land of opportunity
But you see
Everything was planned as it should be
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