Civil rights – Outlaws, Outrages and Outright Lies

Bull Connor’s Dog

As a pup, I licked your face, Because I loved the human race. I could have learned most any trick, Instead, you beat me with a stick. I wanted to be always sweet, But when I was mean I got a treat. I could have fetched a rubber ball, But I attacked at your call.Continue reading “Bull Connor’s Dog”

I Never Marched

I Never Marched I never marched with Martin, nor crossed the Edmond Pettis Bridge, My people never felt, the lash that forced bondage. Never took a Freedom Ride, like Goodman, Schwerner or Cheney, Never faced a burning cross, nor saw a Black man hanging from a tree. Never saw the little girls, in Birmingham toContinue reading “I Never Marched”