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[aid] => mick
[title] => Freedom's Song
[time] => 2008-02-20 09:00:34
[hometext] => A poem I wrote about the history of Blacks' struggles in this country from slavery to the Civil Rights Movement.
[bodytext] => Since we came on the beach in chains and locks We thought we’d seen our future smashed on the rocks But then God sent an angel with a song, One that would prove the racists’ words to be wrong. The masters swung their whips and ripped off our backs They wanted to keep us forever bound Then that angel opened her mouth and she sang And the racists asked “what is that sound?” It was the sound of Freedom’s song It was loud and so strong that it echoed for years Freedom sang to show slaves that it wouldn’t be long Before they were all free and wouldn’t have to cry anymore tears Many years after slaves were released We still had chains attached to our arms Yes we were let go, but we still weren’t free Jim Crow kept all of us in constant harm. Then one day, Jim saw a little boy The boy was happy but he was also black Jim swung his ax and left the boy destroyed And at that moment, Freedom came back. And Freedom sang louder than ever before She had to wake the world from it’s sleep And she said “you can’t let this happen anymore, You’ve got to act now, and one day there will be peace.” Mamie heard the song and she spoke to the world She showed them her boy, and they were all shocked Then it was Rosa who let the song be heard She took a stand while sitting and she would not be rocked. Martin and Malcolm shouted it to the mountain tops And one by one, we all sang along Freedom sang, and her voice would not be stopped Until Jim Crow packed his bags and walked along. Freedom’s song was heard on every coast and all shores By the Little Rock Nine who starred in Jim’s face Not even a bomb in the house of the Lord Could separate Freedom from the black race. Things are much different now. We are finally free and Jim is long gone, never to return And all the victims are in Heaven, forever in peace This is the reward that we all have earned We could've stayed defeated, but we wouldn't stay down, The bigots shouted curses, but each of them were wrong And now there’s lots of equality to go around All thanks to an angel named Freedom, and her very special song. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 304 [topic] => 51 [informant] => Sparkster [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Event )
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