I was born in the South where most choose to sleep.
Most live in a dreamworld that they want to keep.
A white privileged dream where they make the rules;
Rewriting history once taught in all schools.
Can’t teach about slavery, Jim Crowe segregation,
Dr. King’s marches, that changed our whole nation.
Can’t talk about race because that’s about blame.
White privileged deniers hate owning their shame.
Why can’t they admit that our system is racist?
Our country can’t thrive if we do not face this.
You can’t enslave people, then put up a fight,
Be forced to free them, then not make things right!
We owe those who’ve passed and their bloodline survived,
Their vote, and the means to allow them to thrive.
And that dream that’s a nightmare for truth loving folk,
With our vote and our voices we’ll scream till they’re woke!