Standing out there
Hand raised in the air
With a fist so tight
Out here fighting for our rights
Forcing everyone to see
That you don’t matter more than me
As the cars pass by
Drivers’ fists up high
Whistling and honking horns
Holding signs that have been worn
Signs that scream for human rights
Rights only enjoyed by whites
Signs that say that Black Lives Matter
Enough is Enough, Say Their Names
Signs that remind us every day
How America hasn’t changed
Equality for all is not a given
Why is this the way we’re livin’?
It’s been 400 years and racism runs rampant
America, how have you let this happen?
Why don’t you care about us, what have we done to you?
Other than build this country up and endure what you put us through.
As I see these signs pass by
Little Black fists are held up high
Thunder booming through the rain
Even God has something to say
As the rain pours down my fist
Drenching my clothes, I persist I persist no matter what
We will not give up
Rain and tears soak my skin
Reminding me of who I am
Tears for my father, tears for my brother
Why do you see them as less than another?
Tears reminding me that I’m okay
That I’m alive and well today
Reminding me to keep on fighting,
Keep on protesting, keep on writing
Reminding me that the unity I felt
Was only a moment.
But a moment becomes a movement.
A movement becomes a bill, a law, an amendment.
A movement leads to change.
Change leads to progress.
And progress leads to equality.
Today, tomorrow, and every day,
Black Lives Matter.
