Kaleidoscope
Pushed down and
Thrown on the ground
Justice may just come around
One shot, two shot is heard in the crowd
People running away from the sound
The battle of segregation strikes the entire nation
The fire of oppression spreads like a mutation
Segregation requires determination
Then this will spark a revelation
We may be oppressed but we are not depressed
Distressed is something we cannot digest
This we will fight against and lay it rest
And then we will start our protest
Martin will guide us and not divide us
Justice he will supply us
We will fight with peace
And defeat the police
With that it will be their receipt
We are in the back
Put under attack
With all your words that don’t mean whack
Treated like trash
But we will smash
And cause whiplash
The backlash will come but we will act like it is just ash
We are taught to hide
But that won’t slide
And that will not be denied
And we will always have our pride
So let this be a lesson that we will rise
And that ain’t a lie
So we will take our prize
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