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Today


Are we really in a better world today? Hatred surrounds us, incessant prejudice confounds us I can be thankful I'm allowed to vote Grateful I can read books that famous blacks wrote Proud that I can sit in a melting pot classroom So happy that at least I know a taste of freedom Flipping through photo books, let's look My grandparents era A time so far gone Only allowed to be with their kind Something now that puzzles my mind Segregation was the way of life It was never questioned, it was the way of life Strong, strong people broke those walls down Allowing for opportunity to come around Why did these saviors have to die? No more Dr King to speak to us, but his spirit still lies within us Now, a man sits within a white house Looking at a country that belongs to him A man of a particular race That was was treated so poorly in the very same place Today, we're in a different world There's been a 360 shift in thought It's alright to question society and to strongly push for equality At work, in schools, in the media, I'm proud to say I'm no longer afraid My voice will be heard My cries shall not be deafened At least for now, I taste and bathe in freedom of speech, to vote, to write, to live, to breathe, and simply to be.
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