20 April 2012
He sits where he pleases That's not been true for long Not safe nor sound for everyone In Michigan on a pea-green bus Where once there sat Ms. Rosa Parks
Nineteen fifty-five; we gleaned A future glimpse of an American Dream The nameless rising, faceless in The march of people, races claiming Places as the people be From Deep South rivers, roads and seas
Pushing, inching, fighting free For a better planet, worldwide dream Fought out from strict segregation Better steps for a better nation In Michigan on a pea-green bus Where once there sat Ms.Rosa Parks
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A Pea-Green Bus • Opuss № I