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(For Rosa Parks)

When I, someday, walk corridors of peace,
In princely places where no eyes attack,
My soul will know no joy in the surcease
Of segregation -- It will travel back
Some hundred years to men of blacker blood,
Who suffered first what should have never been!
And in these halls my eyes will weep a flood
Of bitter tears, that they could not have seen
A better world.... It's up to us to make
This racial Eden which they never knew!
So let's forge onward, letting nothing break
Our strength to suffer in our will to do.

And when, at last, we've sanctified this earth,
We shall absolve them all who gave us birth.

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