They are the power of humanity,
In the peaceful protest march
The rainbows of thousands youthful Black, White
And Brown merge together,
They walk together,
They voice together
And feel together,
It is not the march for George Floyd alone
Killed in police brutality,
Or many Black Americans are being killed,
It is the march today for the century old
Festering wounds they carry in their body,
The unstoppable spirit of the march
Will be quiet on that day
When the justice will prevail with
Equal rights and respect,
When better education, jobs
And access to health will be available,
When all grievances of black souls and Bodies will end,
That day in the horizon of America
The sun will glow with new hope and strong bond!
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