Walk a Mile In My Shoes
I turn the television on to hear Black Lives Matter.
Our lives have mattered since birth.
Walk a Mile in My Shoes
being watched by security while shopping in the mall.
My brother being pulled over because he fits a description.
Walk a Mile In My Shoes
The color black makes us targets daily.
Walk a Mile In my Shoes
The blight of my sisters and brothers we're far from the mountain top, by any means necessary.
Walk a Mile in My Shoes
doesn't stand for not just us should stand for justice.
Come on mow this isn't new Brother Malcolm, Dr. King, Nelson Mandala were fighting for this cause.
People of every nation, creed and or color take the blinders off.
Walk a Mile In my Shoes
Copyright © Carolyn Dye | Year Posted 2016
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