The black mother could only shed one solitary tear.
To see her only son locked up for having no fear.
For being proud of his color, character, and his dream;
After all she planted the seed.
A woman of faith, started from a small farm in Mississippi.
Who found the hymn Go down, Moses to be uplifting.
She has seen Negros lynched, beaten, and wrongfully accused but still calls to her savior.
She falls to her knees as she begins her pray.
My lords, my god, forsake me not.
Forgive those and the injustice they’ve brought.
Send us better days, let freedom ring.
Harden not our hearts and let the nation live up to its creed.
My son, who has done no wrong; keep him safe,
For his innocence is only matched by his strong faith.
Lord, I need not worry; from the day I will not run.
For one day, I know we shall overcome.