Together Holding Hands
Separate but equal
Still not the same.
We were not one people
We shared a common name
We shared a common skin color
We shared a common plight
We shared a common enemy
We shared a common fight.
We fought the hate dividing
Our children and our dreams
We marched and sang together
Saying “We will overcome.”
All the ones who thought
We'd never overcome
They didn't understand
We'd join and stand as one.
They thought they could stop
Us believing
But they didn't understand
the power of a people
Standing up together
Together holding hands.
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