Not Far Away

Long ago, when a white man saw his brothers dark face, He did not accept him because he was different, How could such a horrible thing be true? The scars, the bruises, all black and blue, Where was the love? Then, finally, a man was sent from an angel above, No more war, He opened up for us a brand new door, A door where there was no more violence, Where we could live everyday in peaceful silence, A door where we had the right to choose where we wanted to sit on a bus, And not make a fuss, So, here we are today, Each year getting more grey, Do we accept people the way they are? We still have a while to go, But we are not very far,