But what about all the ones who came before us
Riding that Underground Train
Dismissing the slave name
Fighting opposition hoping for a revolution
So that we could be recognized
As something more than a separate species
Misunderstood and marked for distinction
Brown and black faces with one purpose
To overcome by any means necessary
Overturning "Whites Only" counter tops
Refusing to stand on hatred's bus
Freedom marching a million hands
Bonded together united standing for something
Never taking for granted all fought for and given
Proud to be black men and black women
But now all I can see is black and white faces
With no trace
Of any pride left in the race
A picture painted without different color pallets
Inferior we are not yet we act it
It's not enough just to claim our blackness
We need to see beyond our tinted glasses
Reach for a higher level than we can see
Believe in something more have a dream
Don't settle for a mediocre existence
Hold on to that powerful force within us
See with perfect vision
Refusing to be
Color blind to our own skin