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By: Cedric McClester Who was she to me? She was Miss Ruby Dee An actress/activist you see Who used celebrity To try to make us free Who was she to me More than the eye can see She was Miss Ruby Dee Who was she to me? She was Miss Ruby Dee Although to her family Daughter sister mother Wife like no other Loving caring daring Not adverse to sharing Never overbearing Who was she to me? She was Miss Ruby Dee Who spent many sleepless nights Engaged in civil rights Upon which she insisted Even when blacklisted Seeking human improvement While wedded to the movement Who was she to me? She was Miss Ruby Dee Part of our history She leaves a legacy That’s there for all to see She lived a life well spent Because she was not content To sit at home and relent Who was she to me? She was Miss Ruby Dee Who’s at rest finally And that’s how it should be So none of us should ponder Because she’s gone up yonder In full accord And in the hands of her precious Lord (c0 Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC
WHO WAS SHE TO ME? (She Was Miss Ruby Dee)
By: Cedric McClester Who was she to me? She was Miss Ruby Dee An actress/activist you see Who used celebrity To try to make us free Who was she to me More than the eye can see She was Miss Ruby Dee Who was she to me? She was Miss Ruby Dee Although to her family Daughter sister mother Wife like no other Loving caring daring Not adverse to sharing Never overbearing Who was she to me? She was Miss Ruby Dee Who spent many sleepless nights Engaged in civil rights Upon which she insisted Even when blacklisted Seeking human improvement While wedded to the movement Who was she to me? She was Miss Ruby Dee Part of our history She leaves a legacy That’s there for all to see She lived a life well spent Because she was not content To sit at home and relent Who was she to me? She was Miss Ruby Dee Who’s at rest finally And that’s how it should be So none of us should ponder Because she’s gone up yonder In full accord And in the hands of her precious Lord (c0 Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC
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