“Look at me my white brothers
Come closer to me
And show you care about the others
By letting us all live free”
This request may sound funny
But you all are enjoying your lives
While we struggle for money
So we can feed our children and wives
Now I know what the laws are
But they are really quite unfair
And so if you’ll lift the colour Bar
It will prove you really care.
So now that you’ve heard my cry
Go home and ask yourselves; Why?
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