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Knowledge is Power


Knowledge is Power Heart beats fast, a ticking clock Echoes in the cries among us As we watch the crowd surround the block Endless steps through frightening sneers Walking tall and hiding tears We marched, nine in all The doors open but not welcome As the troops escorted us down the hall Hurtful taunts that could fill books Little Rock Central High, an education Brown vs. Board was all it took Separate but equal was the past But the danger loomed near The fear and torment proved would last Yet for that time we held true and fed our minds With words, and numbers and reading rhymes We were chosen to relieve our nation Of fear, of hatred, of segregation We lived and dreamed of world begotten Of changes made that would not be forgotten Nine of us in the midst of frowns Turned the fate our nation completely around
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