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So black lives matter now we say their worth now seen anew While ages past we saw the day we recognized so few. But white lives matter too they said and brown and yellow too Yet centuries of hidden bled ‘neith toes of masters’ shoes Enslavement built our country strong in goods and crops and funds A wealthy nation moved along on backs of murdered sons. We benefitted, all us here no matter when arrived The trials, the deaths of lives held dear, paid forth while some survived. To teach, to know our history past to claim what we have done to own the wrongs we’ve amassed and could never be undone In knowledge learned we find our quest to right the wrongs we’ve made To drop our shields, our acts confessed True history now conveyed, Now streets so loud, with anger, fear, drums beat resounding clatter How long ‘till we erupt in cheers that every black life matters.