A baby was born Not knowing his people Or that his path had been chosen When he realized the truth Of his color and his world He saw the struggle to keep his pride unbroken
He will never be free Until a bullet learns how to love
He read the words And saw the pictures Of long ago dreamers and haters Wondering if it was real And what he should do He had no idea he would die like his savior
He will never be free Until a bullet learns how to confess
As the anthem was sung His hand covered his heart But his people continued to cry His children tried to laugh But someone told them no He did not know how to tell them why
He will never be free Until a bullet learns how to be equal
A boy was put in his place He learned about rejection All he wanted was to make a friend A bullet punctured his dream But his children still knew That grace saves what men would condemn
He will never be free Until a bullet learns how to be human
This is in remembrance of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. who was assassinated on this day back in 1968