FEELINGS FROM ‘63 by Evelyn Dilworth-Williams

The clothes got wet but not the souls
From the forceful pouring of the hoses
The spirits were ne’er dampened
Though evil attempts were rampant
Flames were fueled and denied shame
To lay hands on the real aged old blame

Overcoming second class citizenry
Ne’er use the killing children bombs

We march
We sing
We cry
No more
No more
No more

‘Cause we’re ready to die
Believe it and that’s no lie
Change the guard
Here comes a new age start!!!

From: Morning Promises & My Evening Songs
Copyright 2004, Evelyn Dilworth-Williams

Category: Freedom,