little rock protest
one day,a sunny one in arkansas
little rock protest
standing in the middle,
shouting people all around
one stares,they dont care
are they up to something?
let me just be me
keep walking
waiting for someone
to say something
they didnt say nothing,
nothing at all.
at least i tried.
see my sunglasses
do you think they notice?
color wasnt an option
neither was fighting.
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