Slam for Civil Rights

A whistle to myself, I whistled a song, A song about a woman, frightened by the black night, frightened by what she don't understand, she calls upon the daylight, and then it comes, It comes to take…

I left the Home, a shabby lumbering shack, Taking only the clothes on my back And the chime of Symmetrical thoughts, And walking with Ambitious steps, Trampling the Dirty paths, and Pursuing a…

It isn't fair. It shouldn't matter what color your skin or hair. It's a type of insanity, a crime against humanity. With racism and prejudice, we destroy one another. But we should be able to look…

It all started over half a century ago A people, oppressed, shut down, told no But they stood tall, stood fast and argued civil rights for all be he, she, black, white though some were appalled but…

Sweltering day Solution: ice cream Fell into unwanted trouble Pain splattering across my back Anger biting my arm I hear laughing Nothing is funny Our yelling blistering our own ears Fighting is in…

Who gave you the right to take away mine? Who gave you the right to tell me where to sit To eat To go to the bathroom And even drink some water Who gave you the right to stand and stare? This is not…

When February rolls around, I think of all of them. The brave strong men and women, who fought for my freedom. Not just Martin and Rosa, Little Rock too, But all those unsung heroes, just like me and…

There She Sat The First Seat To Rest Her Feet Tired From A Day Of Work She Sat And Looked Out The Window Until The Next Stop When The White Man Would Hop On And Change Her Life. Up! He Said. Move…

My Bones Ache My Hairs Grey My Pride is Gone Can I Rest Now? You Ask For My Seat I Say No My Hands Are Cuffed Can I Rest Now? We fight For Whats Right Boycotting Transportation You Thought We Lacked…

Civil Rights, an act to be free i look to my left i look to my right all around segregation i see Disrespect, treated like nothing Segregation, separated & unequal Segregation towards a diffrerent…

From the back of the bus To the front of the class, No doubt such hate and fuss Could ever last Though with darker skin and smaller grins They did prevail, never forgetting how things could've been.…

Why did they do it? What was truly in their hearts? Why did it become the norm? Many questions still linger about “why” Why any man would discriminate another Why one man couldn’t be equal to another…

My dark skin isn't a sin. Your perception of my obscure color is what you have within, and when I look at my reflection, I'm in love with my complexion. I am No longer tragically colored by the paper…

I kept trying to wrap my mind around it Was there something I was missing How could evil and hated be so prevalent in a land that’s promised to be so full of hopes and dreams Sounds like a mighty…

I am pale as the moon in a sky of darkness White against the shadows of the night His skin is dark like a moonless sky But his spirit is forever bright He hopes for freedom and safety From the demons…

One heart, one mind All of our fates, intertwined Campaigns, rallies all for one cause Because we as a nation, belong under God Who made man in his own image Gave us the power to make our decisions…

Tap-tap. Tap-tap. Tap-tap. Yes I am angry. But you wouldn't know. Staring down at the floor, how could anyone tell? I clench my fists. Tap my foot. I smile. I say "yes, sir" and "yes, ma'am." Oh but…

Why are we here? Tell me what is the purpose? Our fathers, grandfathers and children hang from wood. Some of our leaders tell us it will be all good, to wait it out. Some of our leaders tell us to…

Steinmen, Rosa, MLK The preachers and poets, championing a new era Heroes far beyond their years Instilled with wisdom They cried blood and sweat and tears and pain And still they kept up the fight…

A March that led a civilization a fight for our rights side by side to protect the negro nation bringing the unjust to the light from black panthers to black writers to young mothers bringing up…

What it was like, to not be that of a white. The pain, humiliation and suffering and still ending up with nothing but the blaming. To be that of a different color, like we had some kind of special…

I sit at your table and order a shake I am not hungry for anything, save justice. My stomach aches for an acknowledgement of my humanity an ounce of compassion I want to be fed with the same…

When you see a rainbow after a storm You can’t escape it It illuminates there in the sky for all to see Each color together in perfect harmony Now what would a rainbow be Without all those beautiful…

I run and hide from people, people that I can't change. I need somebody else who can lead. Who can lead this fight for equality? I heard in D.C there is rebel. There is a rebel who can change the…