Becoming An Immigrant

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It's been a long day marching to the courthouse all the weather from the sunny shine to the rain days and I been strong and brave though all the way and no white police officer is going to stop me from getting my right to vote. May be I might inspire some other people to come and join us. So by the time we get there there are police, police with horse, smoke so they could slow us down the press waiting there for us and deep down I was scared. But I tell you know one is going to stop me by the time we reach the stop were the police officer were waiting for us we told the police if we could speak with the main one in charge. They refuse so we refuse as well to go back. We we were there for about 10 second and then the police were looking