I AM A MAN

I AM A MAN

I still see those signs

I AM A MAN

I hear those voices ringing

I AM A MAN

I AM A MAN

I remember what it meant

Adult and elderly men addressed as boys

Never reaching adulthood in the eyes of a few

I can still see those weary legs marching

Both singly and as one

I AM A MAN

I AM A MAN
 

I hear the Mothers moaning

A call and response brings me to tears

A productive and mobile community

Relentless for endless years

Generations striving

Climbing

Succeeding

Until all men are free