By the time racist ways have been erased,
And those who held onto them...
Either have changed,
Or death came to them to have them replaced.
We will find ourselves wondering...
Why did we
For centuries
Let skin color
Be the basis of all hate!
When there is so much love
We have and could have given...
Instead of needless separateness,
That kept us from togetherness.
That day we did come to regret,
And express such deep unhappiness!
By the time racist ways have been erased.
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