"They burnin' and lootin' in my streets
for this is a day of pain!
They burnin' and lootin' in my streets
and I want to go out and do the same!
Mama! Do not hold me back tonight
do not try to make me feel guilty with your tears.
If one man's hateful bullett can erase hope
then let this whole DAMN town burn up in smoke!!!
Yes...this day dreams have been lost.
I once looked to the sky and thought I saw a glimpse of the sun
but I was mistaken...
for our torch bearer has been taken!
So let the night fall on this...our most dreadful of days
and let my fire and rage rise up in a haze.
They burnin' and lootin' in my streets
for this is a day of pain!
They burnin' and lootin' in my streets
and I want to go out and do the same!
Mama... let go of me!
No longer am I a little child
the hour has come for you to release my hand
so I may do my duty as a man!
They come at me with dogs...
they spray me down tryin' so hard to
wash away my dignity.
And all the while I did not fight back
or entertain the idea of losin' hope
love and peace was at the core of my
identity.
BUT NOT THIS DAY!
This day ignites my oppression
my rage will see birth
and grow fast and fierce...spreadin' like
wild fire along the earth!
I am treated like an animal
so I will become an animal!
but not as a mule who is whipped
or a pig that baths in the mud...
BUT A LION!!!!
One that will come hungry
lookin' to crush bones
and devour flesh in ripped pieces!
It will take a mighty force to cage me
for they have takin' hope away
in a blink of an eye.
Mama don't you see I can't stay....I will not STAY!!!"
"Oh my son....my dearest son.
They burnin' and lootin' in our streets
for this is a day of pain.
Yes...they burnin' and lootin' in our streets
but you musn't go and do the same!
I too walk with a heavy heart
my eyes have been veiled all day long
with sorrow...
but death and destruction is the fools way
a man my son has faith in God
to see him through to better days.
Oh hear me my young, strong, dark and beautiful son
yes hate has once again broken our hearts...
but the light only seems dim
it is still burnin' bright...
brighter than it has ever been!
If you will open your eyes and see
that God won't allow death to over-power
you and me.
Dear boy do not follow...
do not let the brothers: EVIL and REVENGE
have their way.
Get down on your knees with me
and let the Lord have the final SAY!!!
For what are marches?
What are speeches?
What are voices lifted up as high as we can?
They are nothin'....
nothin but God's people lettin' Him know to open the gates
cause soon we'll be walkin' through to the
promised LAND!!!
Oh baby...God will provide a way somehow.
If you look in the mirror
and seek to hear His voice
He may be callin' upon you as His
next choice!"
"Mama...
this pain...to go away it will take many nights...
but I will not go out and fight.
Lets pray for you and I...and our people's plight
and thank God
that Dr. King is in His arms
tonight."
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