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My Right to Live


It all started with Emmit Till We won’t let them have our bodies to fill, their rivers of hate We fight for the right to be human Robinson steps to the plate, trash is thrown followed by booing fear, anger and pride ensuing knowing that giving into your hate will be my undoing Always putting down our race See the devil in the mirror it is you that is the disgrace As we race the time you send blood hounds to find, us in our homes, churches, to lynch our skin As we cry you watch the flames while laughin We march to the words of the bible the power in the speeches of King and X are undeniable We are worthy, No we deserve to be here we wave goodbye to all our fears as we stand united it is a beautiful sight as we demand our right To live
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