Overcome
Because I’m Black,
Should I waste away my life?
And make sure to forget all the racial strife?
Because I’m Black,
Does that mean I can fail out of school?
Even though people fought for my education?
May I ignore the teacher and all the rules?
Because I’m Black, can I carry a gun?
Not like Huey Newton who did it to protect against racism,
But rather because it’s cool or for any of the other reasons under the sun?
No.
I’ve decided, Because I’m Black,
I will no longer let stereotypes define me,
Because people have worked too hard to set us all free.
There’s more to me,
Than what the eye can see,
And like those who paved the road for equality,
I’ll extend my heart,
My time,
My Hand,
For those of the future showing humanity.
From this day forward,
With my head held high,
I’ll live “We Shall Overcome”,
Until my spirit is welcomed into the sky.
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