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What is freedom?


Freedom is a word used way too frequently

How can I be free when everything in the world is designed to trap me?

If education is such a key feature

Tell me how does a prison guard get paid more than a teacher

The system has been made to oppress my people

The things that they are doing to us our pure evil.

They kill us in our cars and expect us to be silent

Be peaceful?

Nah nigga, y'all started this violence.

The killings of my people go back centuries and centuries.

So, you're telling me, being murdered in pure daylight is the definition of being free?

That whole idea is so unclear to me.

The teach our "history" in history, but that's not our real history.

It's just the history that the white man wants us to believe

 

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