my eyes have seen the tan sand
between marshgrass green blades

and hallelujah singin’ white men
where black bodies lay

overhead flew stars and bars
red and blue they waved

in dixie land where I was born in
bodies molderin’ in the grave

they died for a land that broke their heart
I have seen Him look away

from blue black skins and broken flesh
and no more days to sing God’s praise

their souls go on a’marchin’
one frosty morning on the wave

the inspirations for this poem can be found here:

glory | dixie | john brown’s body | battle hymn of the republic | amazing grace | 54th Mass. Infantry

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