blacklives
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POW! POW! POW!
A black body hits the concrete
The concrete stained with blood
Red stripes represent freedom
Black bodies, black children, black slaves
Killing became beside u now
Grabbing weapons until u held us down
Pop pop
All you hear is the sirens now
It’s not only u but our brothers be down
F. L. U. I. D.S
F for forgiveness
To all the innocent taken
Your color was mistaken
Mistaken for a weapon
I opened my eyes this morning not knowing where the day would lead me,
but i followed anyway just to see.
Stumbling from left to right as if the path was oblique,
but it was dead infront of me,
