I wrote this 50 years ago after 4 little girls died in a church bombing in Alabama

Mom, Don’t Make me go to Church

By Barbara Huntington

Mom, don’t make me go to church
Stop pulling me inside
I hear that in a church like ours
Four little girls have died

 Sue, stop squirming in your seat
Don’t hold my hand so tight
No one will bomb our house of God
Your skin is much too white.