God bless this little kitchen
Where I stand for there be for my mother,
only one man.
I pray that every child is blessed with grace.
And as I look upon them with a smile on their face.
Mommy and daddy will say the grace,
And as I stare at mommy, a tear run down her face,
I ask my daddy why is black and white race.
And daddy answer. I can't seem to be going no place.
Daddy smile and said child, look here,
You don't seem to understand, the word fear.
That's why, we can't move up a little my dear
One day soon, we shall see a better place for all.
You and me!