Tom Robinson To Kill a Mockingbird
I am what everyone is afraid of
What did I do? I am only a black
There is only a little bit of us
We stick together like a pack
I was the man who was accused
Just to amuse
“Come here boy”
Treat us like toys
Use us, then abuse us, a life's circle
We end up dead
And look who cares
It’s not you
Anyone care, out there?
Copyright © Liz Mynaugh | Year Posted 2006
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