Hate Poem
It was such a sad time and we are still growing over it today
Not Far Away
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Emily
Long ago, when a white man saw his brothers 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?
The, 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 the right to choose were 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
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?
The, 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 the right to choose were 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
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