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Out of all Days


Am I not human? Do I not deserve equality? Was I not created the same as white? There is not a day that goes by In which the majority group Looks down upon us with superiority Based on our color we are inferior According to those who fear difference Since the day I was born I have endured misery But I am not alone in this struggle I have my brothers and sisters Who accompany every day that goes by Since the day of our birth There stands a wall That divides the human race Yet we dream We demand And pursue Not only our right But our happiness as well Together we sit In diners in which we are unwanted Together we march In streets where we are unwanted Everywhere we go We are provoked Whether in my head coffee is poured Or being sprayed with a hose Everyone laughs because I do nothing When instead I am I challenege the law In a nonviolent protest we stand Never will we be silenced
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