The Past Tomorrow

Blind in the eyes of god is the color of our skin And who said you were in charge of deciding where I eat, drink, watch a movie, sit on a bus? You think we’re dif-fer-rent but we’re all-the-same And my life is a joke because of my color. My name. No longer do we wait in the back for a chance to move forward And no longer do you get to decide where our futures lie Because NOW is the time when we make the decision to not stand DOWN We have the right to be treated fairly and live a life where we’re not scared To be shot down or beaten down or kicked out of a theater or restaurant Or to even look at someone wrong because who knows who would pull the race card next? And I want to look to the future and know there’s going to be hope… and equality And my children can finally live a life of equality And even if I’m gone before then I want them to remember the hurdles we overcame But never ever do I want them to KNOW the hurdles we overcame Someday we will all be the same in the people’s eyes And we the people of the minorities from below Will rise.