Land of The Free.....
Back of the bus, Know your place
Follow the rules and you'll be safe
Pale faces, wrinkled in disgust
They think they have the right, They think they own us
Separate lives because of skin
As if being darker is really a sin
They are beneath us, division is the answer
The pale faced ignorance spreads like a cancer
We've had enough, we'll fight back
Even though we risk being attacked
We fought for our rights, peacefully and violently
Change will not come if we endure this silently
Today life is different, we get along fine
We can dine and learn together without it being a crime
But it still exists, buried in too many minds
The land of the free and home of the brave...
When will we live up to this claim?
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