Long Ago, Black and White
Long ago, when a white man saw his brother's dark face,
He did not accept him because he was from a different race,
How could such a horrible thing be so true?
The scares, the bruises, all black and blue.
Where was the love?
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 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.
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