Uprising


Black students being taught history from the "white man's eyes",
When will we shed our fears, get together and revolutionize?
Hidden racism, some people think is no longer is around,
Naive to the oppressive constraints used to keep us down,
Wondering where the days went when people stood up and fought,
Facing consequences to obtain the rights they sought,
Wondering what my grandmother would say to me,
Knowing I've got to carry on her legacy,
Immovable. Paralyzing fear-not sure I can,
All I have is this paper and pen,
The hope that my message is concise and clear,
Let's come together and unchain the bounds of fear...

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