The Key

To whom it may concern,

The door to freedom is locked

Injustice of racial oppression

Has caused our people to be mocked

Kennedy's compression has caused depression

He was blind to racism, and afraid of change

The Caucasians joined us on the bus

 Even though we were viewed as strange

We eventually gained their trust.

Our buses were burned

Our companions beaten

They left unconcerned

And we were left bleeding

Our bathrooms were separated

And so were our fountains

But through it all, we were expected to move mountains

The road to freedom was very long

But in order to succeed, we had to remain strong

It was claimed that we were separate but equal

Although there was nothing peaceful

We feared rejections

And our women endured inspections

Through all the pain

We were aware that someday we would break the chains

We signed our wills because we knew it was risky

It was imperative for us to find this key

The key to liberty is what we seek

To unlock our potential & reach our highest peak

We had grit, and left them shocked

And now the door to freedom is unlocked.