Justice

The justice system isn’t so just

Liberty and Freedom for all is a must

The land of the free and home to the incarcerated

Where too many black lives are and continue to be concentrated

 

Since the beginning of time

Being black was seen as a crime

Locking up brown and colored people

As their population began to become feeble

 

It seems the mistreatment will not cease

Yet we continue to fight back with our peace

Segregation or equality? Most prefer the latter

Let it be known to the world, that black lives do matter

 

This poem is about: 
My country
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