look here
LOOK HERE SON
Look here son,
I done heard every speech
I done marched every march
And I still don’t got my freedom
I lived in a time where cops
(Yes, the ones who are
responsible for protecting you)
were killing black kids
I know it’s crazy,
but it’s true….
I lived in a time where
the city that you call home,
was once a war zone
for people who lived next door
Your father fought for his city
don’t i deserve my freedom?
l lived in a time where 16 shots
had nothing to do with
any old rap song…
I put my city on my back
and carried it to safety
don’t I have a right
to some freedom?
I done did my time..
I’ve made my change..
It’s about time you did yours…
-Laurence Richards
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