Minority Power
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Oh, say can't you see?
I must fight for my life.
I'll escape from this hell,
dodging blows from your beatings.
I will never be free
to walk out through the night.
I'd be tossed in a cell,
How many times a broken heart
Have to break before it stops to start?
How long when tears are cried and fears
Assigned will they continue to grind our minds
We hold to fear 'cause it makes sense