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I Can'T Breathe
"I can't breathe please!" A voice sobs in a mumble, begging in pain for his life. Another black soul smothers, beneath a savage white knee. His rights traded for brutality, his freedom gone with the wind. "Please! Please!" A man whimpers, in a voice that accentuates, a trembling flesh, a failing heart and a spirit drifting from the hands of life. Come one! , come all! Come to the bank of Mississippi. For the river has puked another soul. Come oh!. Gather round Minneapolis, run to the shores of minnesota. For there's yet another willow shrub, dragged six-feet deep beneath the mud. He is black and not of us, He is white, our very own. Bigotry has ruined our hearts. Blocking love's magic, just before it could start. The thread of tolerance, is in continuous wind off the spool of life. Come all, mourn at the pyres and wail at the graves. Rise as one for true justice. Be not divided either by colour or by race. For we might into sight be of different hues, but it's no fallacy we emanate from a common spectrum.
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