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I Am a Rider


To get here to there WE had to go through hell Not because the content of OUR character But the color of OUR skin Look at what situation WE are in May 4, Washington DC I think its time for them to see That WE only want to be free Met by Hatred and causes of pain Only if they could see, How inhumane May 14, A burst of flame To only show the pain Of those who show no shame WE only want to ride WE want to ride free Ride as we please Because WE are FREEDOM RIDERS
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