By: Cedric McClester

You might take note
Congressman John Lewis fought
For our right to vote
But nevertheless
That right is
Being suppressed
In hamlets and towns
Of Blacks and Browns

As a matter of fact
He got his skull cracked
Crossing the Edmund Pettus, Jr. Bridge
Just for that privilege
Which we take for granted today
And some want to take away
But if we’re not vigilant
We’ll ask where the right to vote went?

John Lewis didn’t live in a bubble
He believed in promoting good trouble
And everywhere that he went
He professed that sentiment
And spent many sleepless nights
Thinking about our civil rights
In case you’re wondering what all the fuss is
He also integrated lunch counters and busses

So now in his final hour
We bid that he rest in power
And gets the slumber
That he so well deserves
The slumber of one
Who dutifully serves
All of humanity
With selfless humility



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