Interlude (Loving The People)

[Interlude] A moving feeling within me That I was sitting there demanding a God-given right And my soul became satisfied that I was right in what I was doing At the same time there was something deep down within me Moving me That I could no longer be satisfied or go along with an evil system That I had to be maladjusted to And in spite of all of this, I had to keep loving the people Who denied me service Who stared at me