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The Groovy Sixties
It was the era of rhythm and beat
The decade of marching feet
The evolution of freedom
The revolution of bound men
The dream of a king
The time of awakening
To the full potential of dark diamond mines
Emancipation of black minds
These were landmark times in history
The tides were changed drastically
And the dream became reality
The first X-man to mark the spot
Aiming freedoms arrow by any means necessary
To over come the any adversary
Music supreme
Sang by three beauty queens
Echoed by five brothers tempting
James Brown said it loudest
Black pride was the best
That was the in thing
Afros like planets
Platforms and bell-bottoms were a hit
More power to the people was legit
For we walked it, we talked it, we fought for it
Racial pride was at its peak
We knew in God we were strong even when we felt weak
Oh yeah it was a rich times, hopeful, grateful times
On the pivot of change
We felt privileged to elect to change more than a nation
For we knew in this world we were a chosen generation
So we marched without hesitation
March on Martin to the mountains tops
March on Malcolm X marks the spot
March on Huey with panther’s black
You see
Being black was an honor not a setback
We made no excuses for what we lacked
But found reasons and means to fight back
So don’t give up ground
On which forefathers sweat, tears and blood found
Keep marching by the way live
You dig?
Keep marching by the love you give
You dig?
Keep marching by all that you achieve
If you really believe
Black is beautiful
If you really believe
More power to the people is possible
If you really believe we in the dream
that all men are created equal
Then step in line to these landmark times
Keep the rhythm of the dreams left behind
For us to wake up and live through in-kind
This is a rich time, grateful, hopeful time
On the pivot of change
We are privileged to elect to change more than a nation
For we are a chosen generation
So we march on without hesitation
