I am

I am the man that’s different I am the one you notice first in my law class I fought for my rights here where I don’t belong I am the one from old slaves singing a song I am the man who runs for his life I am the man that looks at the world with strife I want my rights as I raise my fist I notice the white man seems to be pissed He is disgusted by me us and we But I know who I am so I ask him who are you You are the one who controls everything You are the one I see in the spring The spring where times start to blossom such as my rights You lose control who could think a black man could possibly be white Well you were wrong from the start turns out I’m dark Skin like a tree and heart like bark Seems as if you’ll never break me for every season I grow In the fall I blow away crowds with words In the winter I give chills for the deaths we’ve herd I am various seasons for simple reasons Maybe one day I’ll tell you you’re guilty for treason Not against me but the seasons you’ve hurt As I am a ruler Justice Which I put you on trial now yes that piece of dirt