"Death and Sin is Around"
Death and Sin was in the people of Maycomb.
More evil was in the whites, up and down.
Death and Sin is Around!
Blacks have no peace. They just have pain.
Anything they wanted was unbearable. So they dug underground.
Death and Sin is Around!
The whites had a life. Blacks had nothing.
The blacks call it race when the whites turned them down.
Death and Sin is Around!
Blacks adn sloppiness. No clothes. No shoes.
They will be asked questions or not at all a sound.
Death and Sin is Around!
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