We Owe Our Rights To Freedom Writers

Who knew something like a bus, Water fountain, or bathroom, Could cause so much distance between two races? Those were hard times The hatred, anger And ignorance was apparent It had been this way for decades. African Americans saw no hope But if you had the chance to change it, Risk everything in your life To change the lives of the future, Would you do it? That decision was made by the brave, By the noble, By the young people in our not so distant past. Freedom Riders They faced extreme violence, No protection, And even death, But still came back for more They didn’t give up, They couldn’t give up, They wouldn’t give up. It was now or never And they finally won the battle for justice They brought black people joy, relief And most of all Rights It was a long journey But their work paid off And the world is changed Because of them Now, us African Americans can Ride a bus, go to the water fountain, Go to the bathroom We have our rights Our nation has come together We are now united And we have many to thank Especially the Freedom Writers