March with me, let us sing songs and carry signs. Hold me, hold my hand let us chant healing words and walk into the light...arms locked.
March with me, in defiance of the hatred let us walk side by side. Look into my eyes and see that I am sincere, my heart cries out and my soul lives in fear.
March with me, not in front, not behind - but by my side...
As one...
As one...supporting the arm of Ms. Liberty...
Let me hold you as the cold wind begins to blow.
March with me my friend although no words have been exchanged.
Peace, love, acceptance and understanding...