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Taken


Your badge says you’re supposed to protect me

But your actions say you won’t

How am I supposed to feel protected

When I’m surrounded by officials who don’t?

 

You use your authority for bad

And that makes wethepeople mad

Because we can’t defend ourselves

From you, that can kill

You, that can get away with your crime

You, that will judge me because of the way I look

 

So you took

And you took

And you took

 

The lives of my colored brothers and sisters

And their mothers crying for their fallen children

I wish you could see that we are all God’s children

Meaning we’re the same

And you shouldn’t build your fame

Off of our pain

 

Don’t kill cause you feel threatened by the color of our skin

Use your weapon only when you feel truly threatened

But you should know this

I’m sure it’s written in the handbook

 

So why is it that you took

And you took

And you keep taking my people’s lives away?

And why is it that you shy away

Like it’s the victim's fault

 

But we won’t be bought

By your shenanigans

Because we know it will happen again

And this shouldn’t be

 

This is the land where we’re supposed to be free

Yet this concept of freedom is foreign

And equality is only known when you’re white

Because “they’re the only people living right”

 

In America

Land of the free and home of the brave

We are broken

We are oppressed

Not only between us

But by the people above us

 

When will these things change

And true equality and freedom finally reign?

The answer is unclear

And so is the solution

 

But one thing that’s clear is:

We shouldn’t stop reaching

Shouldn’t stop fighting

Shouldn’t stop dreaming

For change

Because we’ve come too far

 

To let fear driven people be the winners of this game

We call life

So it’s time that we fight

For our rights

Why should we try?

How?

Well, we should try because we’ve come too far

To give up now

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