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Said the Man Executed By Cops
Said man killed by cops No humanity in the way they came Men of law like criminals. Monsters. shoved me to the ground. Squished breathless, pinned hands, collapsing ribs I panted, I could not speak, nor ask for air. I couldn't move. My hands tried to move like those dying in strangulation. I CURSED the monsters. That instant my now bulging eyes saw the white cop yanked out his Gun. I heard the sound of death resonating in my chest, my life pasted so thin, it would flow out as fast as the bullet flew in. A few winks and I was cold, looking up into the faces of evil loitering over me. These toxic shameless now plotting in-sinuous lie As I lay alone not enough a moment to vision my children before dying. Oh Mama! bring me them kids mama. let me hug them one last time Oh how I now long a hug of my babies. But no, these devil worshipers stood over me watch as my eyes dim, prevent my love ones from coming to me. Just a last touch of my babies and I would have forgiven them. i was cold and alone drifting into another light Now only God can watch over them. Charles Manson was hidden evil this is public evil leavening my children without my warmth, and in the dens of evil. I might have been bad but no one deserve this tragic ending. © Al. Juman The "said" Poet 7/7/2016
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