t gets going about 20 minutes into the service to honour Daunte Wright – the young man’s face leaping from a screen on the stage and the bright stabs of an organ’s swirl filling the church hall. People are still making their way in, and finding a seat.
“Oh freedom. Oh freedom. Oh freedom over me.
“And before I be a slave, I’ll be buried in my grave.
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