Red Blood, White souls, Blue veins

July 24, 2015

"Let Freedom Ring" they say...

ding, ding, ding

I can't hear a thing, thing, thing

our ears covered

our ear drums beat

what happened to feeling

Free.

Tic

Boom! goes the jail cell

as the brown is locked in

Tic

Boom!! goes the firearm to an innocent kid

Tic

Boom!!! goes the sound of a 9 week fetus

But I can't hear a thing....

Because we are the country we're only freedom rings.

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