Civil Rights Rescue
Through the ages, people have learned to adapt to society however our own instinct won't let us be truly free
there are bonds that capture our brains and hearts that lead us astray
our only hope is God that makes all things equal and new
God created all people by his image
since he does not see us with distinctive eyes but with loving eyes
yet, our flesh is weak
we must stand still since freedom is in our own hearts!
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