The Emmett Till Crime
Bright and anxious thoughts
Lies restless in my head
As a young and foolish
Child is brutally
Killed for being black
He was 14 years of age
In a
Strange foreign
Town when he saw
One luscious young white woman pass
Regretfully he looked her in her deep blue eyes and
Yelled out with a whistle!
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