Rosa Parks

Your weary legs walked proudly to your seat

And having sat you could not bear to stand

Since standing meant submit to slow defeat

Forgoing principle for lame demand

 

Arrested, charged and jailed, you broke the law

But stood your ground, the senate heard your plea

While Martin Luthor spoke for what he saw

Supporters gathered strength, they set you free

 

When segregation tainted your homeland

You Rosa, kindled fire in your soul

And kept your seat while freedom took the stand

Equality no more a distant goal