It was from where I stood I heard someone say I was a negro, Just to name what I have beginning today, That tomorrow will scar, In glory it’s mine to place, Coming from those out live by race,It was somewhere I had to be a negro, I came face-to-face with relationship, Should tomorrow seem too far, Then the blood-stained backs that made them a slave, Gave me this scarred, It may be a long time before you hear me tell someone there a negro, But I will admit that place given up today, It can’t get me to see how tomorrow is getting any stronger, After all we have to relate to one another just to love , For all the glory freedom should have been made of.
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