The Black Community

Yeah I'm black as I'll ever be.
Together we stand hand in hand you see.
Some of us just as brown as the sand right near the sea.
Together we form a unity,
Something I like to call the black community.

We've handled strife and pain
But we don't hang our heads in shame.
Our ancestors were chained and shackled,
Working so hard that you could hear their skin crackle.
They worked their fingers to the bones
To give us a free life of our own.

Martin Luter King brought peace and all those kinds of things.
We had boycotts, protests and other things.
We shouted, preached and we sang,
Keeping the spirt alive the best we could,
Doing what we thought we should.

Leading people to freedom.

Together we form a unity
Called the black community,
And we stand together for infinity.

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