Why?
Black or white?
Why should it matter?
We're all still people;
We're all still human.
Why should they have to walk the streets
To prove that they are?
The picket signs and peaceful marching,
Are met with anger and violence.
Why do people believe us all to be so different?
Those who help encounter distain.
The ones who are repressed feel like
They have only a dream.
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