Jun 24, 2010

something i wrote..



i see their faces
and i wonder
how much longer
before we're free

i feel their sadness
and i think to myself
would anybody stop to help
a stranger in the streets

i know we got to keep on
oh lord, it's been so long
since things have been so wrong
in this society

glass ceilings for blacks and women
educational inequality
desperation and anger
due to our poverty

my moma ain't got no money
i hear her cry at night
praying for god to carry us
praying to make things right

daddy has long since left us
never said goodbye
but i know that man loved us yeah
never wanted to see us cry

told me to keep on fighting
keep my head held high
told me to keep my heart held strong
my sight toward the sky

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