Jim Crow was a bad man
He ruled through out the Southern lands
There he existed on the walls
To impose terror and fear but he sparked a cause

While segregation was in power and fame
A man in New York was planning to stop the reign.
The power of the pen was his amo and arsenal
This man we call Thurgood Marshall

The powers of the NAACP were trying to be withheld
Thurgood's intelligence casting a spell
The power of his truth was astounding in his linguistic spurts
The power of the law was the ball in his court

His skilled proved to be divine
Granting the right of equality to the Little Rock Nine
Eventually leading to the event of all time
The day that Jim Crow's reign had finally died