To Make it Through Each Day
We the people with darker skin
Has long the burden of prejudice bared
As our hurt and pain we’ve kept within
Pain more often than not unshared
We have faced the sickness of bigotry
Fighting diligently to find a cure
Challenging a system that is unequivocally
Racially bias to it’s very core
We have watched innocent blood
Spilled on segregation’s lily- white streets
As daily we stand the tide of bigotry’s flood
But refuse to concede to defeat
We have watched our creativity stifled
By rules of double standardization
And stood helpless as with our civil rights they trifled
With a decree of reverse discrimination
Tell me how in the world can a minority
Under the thumb of the status-quo
In a nation run by a white majority
Discriminate, I’d truly like to know
Yet we the people of darker skin
Somehow manage to find a way
Through faith in God and the will to win
Manage to make it through each day
H. Wilson
We the people with darker skin
Has long the burden of prejudice bared
As our hurt and pain we’ve kept within
Pain more often than not unshared
We have faced the sickness of bigotry
Fighting diligently to find a cure
Challenging a system that is unequivocally
Racially bias to it’s very core
We have watched innocent blood
Spilled on segregation’s lily- white streets
As daily we stand the tide of bigotry’s flood
But refuse to concede to defeat
We have watched our creativity stifled
By rules of double standardization
And stood helpless as with our civil rights they trifled
With a decree of reverse discrimination
Tell me how in the world can a minority
Under the thumb of the status-quo
In a nation run by a white majority
Discriminate, I’d truly like to know
Yet we the people of darker skin
Somehow manage to find a way
Through faith in God and the will to win
Manage to make it through each day
H. Wilson