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Vegetarian


Civil rights Whats right? For our nation has it mixed up How can a black man be shot down In the street by a white man and we just look the other way? RIP Trayvon RIP Martin Luther King For your efforts may have changed the world But not our hearts Racism has still not been erased from our brains It still remains you cant but wonder how it feels to enter a room And feel out of place You hear the whispers, the sublimal jokes As they ask you if you love fried chicken and kool-aid Anger rises within And your forced to share a smile, a laugh or two Cause your outnumbered So as I sit I'm reminded of the fact That those marching shoes Gave me what I have today Those shoes gave me the ability To live for myself, to live out my destiny I am a bond that can't be broken You can't break whats been through hell My ancestors taught me this I am a powerful, strong, black women A Daughter of destiny who has seen it all And to answer your question I'm Vegetarian
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