I Would Like To Be Remembered As

Racism Is Still With Us. But It Is Up To Us To Prepare Our Children For What They Have To Meet, And, Hopefully, We Shall Overcome.

Have You Ever Been Hurt And The Place Tries To Heal A Bit, And You Just Pull The Scar Off Of It Over And Over Again.

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.

The Only Tired I Was, Was Tired Of Giving In.

Arrest Me For Sitting On A Bus? You May Do That.