Progress
Are we still moving are we still doing can you see change can you still dream9/11 was happen when I was eleven my manes Calvin always hit the J with the cannon all these happen just yesterday in the sun beam
DC sniper change the district and just yesterday little man man got lifted but is my race progressing?
More & more die each day my brothers and sisters I hear their cry each time I close my eyez
Progress is what I want
Progress is the movement of blacks sitting down with the cops to change these senseless killings
Progress is what the government needs to realize that will always make this country better
But progress needs to happen so my future kids can have a better tomorrow
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