Bringing Peace
Being black is almost the same as -- moor!
We sit and stare in the awkward face; doom!
The white man said, "blacks will always be poor!
Now success is my new dining room.
Martin Luther King Junior blossomed his dream:
Black and white are only colors of skin
All have goals and we make a human team.
Being black nor white will make one's blood thin.
Possessing a heart of Love's what matters.
We can all make history more than great.
Leaving only hatred as what shatters.
But wait no more, why make success late?
Now ring! At last, At last, freedom will ring!
In the ears of humans peace it will bring!
We sit and stare in the awkward face; doom!
The white man said, "blacks will always be poor!
Now success is my new dining room.
Martin Luther King Junior blossomed his dream:
Black and white are only colors of skin
All have goals and we make a human team.
Being black nor white will make one's blood thin.
Possessing a heart of Love's what matters.
We can all make history more than great.
Leaving only hatred as what shatters.
But wait no more, why make success late?
Now ring! At last, At last, freedom will ring!
In the ears of humans peace it will bring!
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