She was the height of elegance
Though she stood, but 5 feet tall
She spoke with the voice of an angel
Though she seemed to be quite small.
The power of her stunning words
Spoke volumes about us
She reflected upon small-mindedness
And the need to change, what was.
Pure evil and blatant racism
Were her foes, her nemesis
She fought a battle every day
Defeating hate and prejudice.
Marching down a crowded street
For what she believed was right
Was often met with hostility,
Though she knew that she was right.
Never giving in to pressure
To threats of pain or bodily harm
She showed up each and every day
To loudly sound the alarm.
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