Segregation at it's Finest
You enter a town where there's only two colors
White and Black; who do not even love each other
White folks side and Black folks side
Yes, that's what they call it
When one thought the segregation had died
It took a few to restart it
You enter a town with two different schools
A private on the white side and a public on the black side
Whites feel if their kids go to a public school
They will return home as a fool
It all leads to one question---WHY?
Why do I have to be looked at as a color
Why can't we all just love each other
I know we are different sizes, have different faces, and learned from different basis
But why are some people still racist?
When we are all the same in the judge's faces
Why are there not any whites attending public school
Why are there not many blacks attending private school
Why is a price put on education to separate us
Why are there so many whys
But the whys must continue until the whys are answered
Why can't one enter a town where there's no separation
No "two" schools and no "two" sides
To prove that we are all one in this nation
But it's all on You
To prove that there is a truth
That he made a dream for a reason, and not for a season
Where you CAN enter a town with no whys
And lift up our hands in equality up high!
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