For what it’s worth, Mr Other Man
You must know this truth by now
That your skin is also colored.
Yesterday I was all too quiet
But today we stand as one
With every generation you’ve smothered.
We’ve been here before you see
This wheel has witnessed many revolutions
Each one takes a turn, every turn without solutions.
If you look closely, Mr Other Man
You will find there is no type of color
That makes you a man, and labels me the Other.
Many before you have learned this truth
It came with blood and sweat and tears
Brave actions that served our fears.
Go ask your father, Mr Other Man,
Who witnessed what, and who came from where
And why my people should even care.
It occurs to us now, you see
That it’s not much to ask; to be
To look upon our children, free
Just as every living thing must be
Without the lash of a whip
Or death from Mr Other Man’s knee.