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I no longer walk in
Dialectic air my head is
Lifted and a regal shade
Of pride I wear.
If I choose to sit on the
Back of the bus one day
And up front the next
There is no longer the
Negative aspects or
Crazy looks.
Free At Last Free At Last
I have a choice of voting
To make my voice clear
Still the famous words of
Wisdom from Dr. King still
Ring peace and freedom
In my ear.
Free At Last Free At Last
I have hope of better days
My determination is paving
My way instead of making
Violent waves
I am no Longer looked at for
The color of my skin but for
The positive content that
Lies within.
Free At Last Free At Last
It’s not too hard to understand
Why history books did not grasp
My past and the quiet tales of
My ancestors long ago did not
Last, so the truth now be told
Because I am
Free At Last Free At Last
___Yvonne Coleman-Burney
