All I Was Trying To Do Was

My Only Concern Was To Get Home After A Hard Day's Work.

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'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.

Since I Have Always Been A Strong Believer In God, I Knew That He Was With Me, And Only He Could Get Me Through That Next Step

Why Do You All Push Us Around?