If we had a song and we sang it together…

…PERHAPS THE SORROW OF CHARLESTON, FERGUSON, AND FOR TRAYVON WOULD BE MUSIC WE HEARD MUCH LESS OFTEN.

Listen to this and hear what happens when black and white, young and old, urban and rural, new and old unite in a song like this?

We’ve got a hammer, and we have a bell, and we have a song to sing.