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“Democracy Denied”
Memories of a man Beaten on the ground The white man so mighty Muttering with tempers high You bloody nigger a slave to die. The cotton picker where to hide A baby of color mixed from semen The Governor dressed in white and tie Boasting his mansion built bleeding there The foreman’s delight to shag a maid tonight, So frightened with eyes seeing her Africa God ordained the home to die in peace My continent far away from the whites Your bastard America a demons nest To hunt and burn your Indians dying - Buried the buffalo a dream of home Their ancestors beating a message Clouded Democracy a stolen heritage Hanging from the tree swinging choking A white man's version of our transgressions - O racial segregation where are our rights Mixing with whites as colored citizens Then denied by the color of our skin Sweeping streets beaten and blue Daring to drink from a fountain. Where to now and hide from view Black and brown a bastard color White our masters the bastards Blood of red not only for whites God ordained in the beginning. If you have a heartless heart To hate the color of another You cannot buy your soul Burning away with a devil White colored or black.
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