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No fear of threats from vicious 
Peter Gargano knights of kkk 
Threatening my life for attending 
that 1969 Civil rights field trip
my father Civil rights advocates 
political leaders gather 
as we awaited the trial 
way buses to board 
my first grade class 
was the only class 
honoured to attend 
because excellent 
grades and we were 
the entertainment 
choir members thirty 
one 1st graders my 
mom and dad was 
so proud of me no
cousins or sisters or 
brothers no  identity 
thieves Jamaican 
immigrants from tampa 
definitely no mexican 
 violent offenders from 
delicia chichihau mexico 
born in 1980 committing 
home invasions for corrupt 
junk sick cops very sad place 
in America truly sad these 
violent offenders and corrupt 
cops threatening my life 
obsessed with my poetry 
my life 1969 Abraham Lincolns 
home my first grade class was 
the only class selected throughout 
Chicago i will never fear intimidations 
threats from domestic terrorists 
with badges discrimination 
hatred of me fir being the child 
of a civil rights advocates being 
a child of a the black panther party 
1969 fred hampton breakfast 
program I wore wires pregnant 
buying weapons and drugs from 
corrupt junk sick cops today 
these corrupt officers crave 
my death attempting to extort 
my poetry for Peter gargano 
criminal group breaking in my 
home reading my diary about 
my 1969 field trip sorry your 
Mexican imposter wasn't 
even born your Jamaican 
imposter wasn't even born 
this was peters game to 
murder me and impersonate 
me with immigrants because 
he hates blacks he burns blacks 
alive he frames blacjs extort 
blacks he hires blacks to 
unearth blacks he hires corrupt 
junk sick cops to terrorise 
threatening fbi informants 
confidential human sources 
he ignited a car bomb in my face 
i am truly blessed that my first 
grade class was the only class 
chosen to attend only because 
I sang in the chior I got to sing Marian 
Anderson’s hymn were the only class 
we felt so special liberty and justice for all 
lift every voice and sing very very exciting 
such an honor to be chosen to sing
           let freedom ring
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