The Movement
Black,White,Black,White,Black.
My eyes open and see this.
Things have changed this year.
From slaves to freedom.
My people went through so much.
But we made it out.
No more Mr.Crow.
No more segregation now.
No more hate just love.
Civil Rights Movement.
Here yesterday gone today.
Liberty is free.
My people are free.
Dr.King was the first key,
The next Obama.
Black,White,Black,White,Black.
We are as one people here.
lovers no fighters.
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