A shuttered cry whimpers like a sigh of a whistle.
Shoving bodies on bodies to be heard,
The voices exclaim out of horror,
As spray cans hit the crying eyes.
Like it's justified that this is how we should be blind?
To society throwing colors:
That THEY are better than THEM?
Calling names such as thugs-
In order to shush the truth that they cannot see-
We bleed the same color blood,
But still view skin as unequal.
Where do we see the end?
When bodies hit against the pavement,
Because they spoke "out of turn",
When the KKK buries those without persecution.
I blurt:
"Enough is enough!"
Rubber bullets doesn't make up for the real ones that a badge uses to kill.
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