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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”