civil rights scholarship slam
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Daddy's best friend liked boys
My's friend Jeff had a boyfriend
And that was fine, I loved them both
My friends were equal
No color, no social class, or inequality
Just friends
One man had a dream
That dream asked us to put our preducies behind us
That one dream asked every person, balck or white to join hands and look past the obvious differences
We will not be silenced, the silence is broken by the symbolism within the signs we raise and the hymns we quietly hum.
They want to badmind me because I’m a sodomite
Everyone else, they try to backbite
Creeping up, out of the light
I will not fight with guns or dynamite.
You know what’s hard about civil rights?
I’m the white male juvenile discussing it
Can you put that picture together?
I’m blamed for the mistakes of people I never knew
I get it
My world was torn into shambles, you see
A shattered version of what once was me
Why is my life Hell? It used to be fine
Because of a shade of skin that was mine
The white men are merciless to my kind
