Attacked by our brothers and placed into indentured servitude
Is that any way to treat your brother?
To have one bartered over and traded for guns and booze
That’s how you treated your brothers
Hoarded and loaded onto dark cramped ships to endure the Atlantic
Do you see how they treated us; your brothers
Chained below deck, side by side, our women raped and abused
Is this how you’d treat your sisters?
Brothers and Sisters dying from hunger and sickness
Tossed over board to face sure death by the sea’s wickedness
This is how they treated us, your brothers…  MIDDLE PASSAGE
Through it all

There were survivors traded for sugar, molasses and supplies
Can you hear your brother’s cries?
Working from sun up to sun down, feeling the massa’s whip
Having to eat what he did not want or his scraps
New families separated at the massa’s whim
Thanks my brothers for dealing me to a place so grim
Surviving bondage for over 400 years
Brother’s will you wipe away my tears?
Through it all
Emancipation, we still have chains
The chains of racism

Release the chains of racism
Just want to be treated as an equal, for equal pay
But can’t get fair treatment for my skin color is different…  Realism
Migrate to the north where you have got some privileges…  We pray
Now I can eat the same foods, but only if I go through the door in the rear
Washrooms labeled “Whites” and “Colored” for his pride
They called it public segregation, I call it fear
Listening to all their fore-father’s lies
Some call him “Jim Crow”
Through it all
We shall overcome
March on Washington
Poor People’s Campaign
Resurrection City at the Lincoln Memorial
Get to know your history, Our-story
Many gave their lives so you could be where you are today
Continue the march!
Through it all
Remember!
Still, we have not reached his dream