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Flying


Freedom, around the corner, On the tips of my fingers, It's so close I can taste it. I'm ready to fly. I stand as a new person, Not being judged by my skin, But by what I can do, By the good I can bring to the world. Malcolm X, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Rosa Parks, and Harriet Tubman Led the way to dreamland, To an equal America. I look across the room today. There is a special color with every smile. Freedom has been won. I am flying.
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