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AFRIAD


Its more than time we had that talk, about being afriad on where to stand an where to walk

Afraid on how to stay alive, they took our pride

Thinking on how to live an how to learn

In the back of my mind im thinking if im going to ever return.

Pulled over by the cops i cant reach for my ID

They want my hands where they can see

Flashing the lights they shine so bright

Afraid on  answering a question cause it can lead to more than just a fight

keep calm and unfazed

to bypass being shot,choked, or tased.

Afraid I will not see another day 

Just keep my head up and continue to pray.

Cops say BLACK LIVES MATTER but how

When our blood is shattered.

We lay there in enternal sleep, still getting beat

Thats how you know talk is cheap

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shonelle1234
<p>Im Sarena Smith an the thing that inspired me to write this poem was many reasons. Black lives does matter but, it only matters to just our race. The KKK is still here they are cops, doctors, lawyers. The KKK found new ways of killing us an they are getting away with it. Its not ok and it will never be ok. Racism never changed it just revolved in a different way.&nbsp;</p>

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