I Believe There Is Only One Race

I'd See The Bus Pass Every Day… But To Me, That Was A Way Of Life; We Had No Choice But To Accept What Was The Custom. The Bus Was Among The First Ways I Realized There Was A Black World And A White World.

There Were Times When It Would Have Been Easy To Fall Apart Or To Go In The Opposite Direction, But Somehow I Felt That If I Took On More Step, Someone Would Come Along To Join Me.

I Will No Longer Act On The Outside In A Way That Contradicts The Truth That I Hold Deeply Inside. I Will No Longer Act As If I Were Less Than The Whole Person I Know Myself Inwardly To Be.

I Would Like To Be Known As A Person Who Is Concerned About Freedom And Equality And Justice And Prosperity For All People.

People Always Say That I Didn’t Give Up My Seat Because I Was Tired, But That Isn’t True. No, The Only Tired I Was, Was Tired Of Giving In.