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The Colors Of Blue Were Swept Away
Take the color out, from even the darkest of cotton blues.
You all would still enjoy it, but without any innate bias or clues.
From the railroad vagrant, without any degree;
To purring cool cats, with a PhD.
Hell! Go back to where you were born, your inner roots.
All da way back, when you’d let dirt, get on those anti-racist boots.
We listened when it pricked our ears, as the colors of blue were swept away.
Then, only black and white, made us jive to the music, on that very special day.
You all would still enjoy it, but without any innate bias or clues.
From the railroad vagrant, without any degree;
To purring cool cats, with a PhD.
Hell! Go back to where you were born, your inner roots.
All da way back, when you’d let dirt, get on those anti-racist boots.
We listened when it pricked our ears, as the colors of blue were swept away.
Then, only black and white, made us jive to the music, on that very special day.
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