From slavery time Through blacks who got lynched The putridness of racism Has carried a stench Straight to the injustice We receive from the bench Which has been like A lead pipe cinch
I don’t know what It’s gonna take For a black man or woman To catch a break Although it’s overdue For heaven’s sake It’s time we got From under the rake
Now that the protests Have gone ballistic And there’s reason for us To be optimistic We’re tired of being Just another statistic So hope finally seems To be realistic
These appear to be Changing times We see all around us The paradigms Cops now are accountable For their many crimes Smart phones are everywhere Steadily dropping dimes