Wake me up,
when the days of suffering and pain are over.
Wake me up,
when I can walk amongst others with out recieving a cold shoulder.
Being different,
with my face, color, and shape.
Being different,
I'm shunned because I do not meet their stanards, style or race.
The time came,
where people like me took a stand.
The time came,
where I can walk the streets and not be looked at different but one in the same.
Two words,
became a movement led by God placed people who rose up from the dust and dirt of the night.
Two words,
Civil Rights.