Let Freedom Ring

Some foresee what others cannot see, 
That is to never be a slave but be free.
My ancestors paid the way for me.
That is why I have to be all that I can be.
They were chained, whipped, hung, and killed;
There were so many marches, sit-ins, dog bites, and blood spilled.
We must keep fighting to make and keep things right.
Past the torch and keep that light burning bright.
Right now I have a chosen culture.
I have a right not to be profiled or tortured.
I always pray for a world without discrimination.
We need opinion without separation.
It is never a priority to be a minority.
They say grass is greener on the other side.
I will always walk around with my head held high with pride.
To me freedom is always a jubilee.
With my love, trust, and faith in Jesus freedom is always a guarantee.
Lift every voice and sing.
Let freedom ring.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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