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The currency of power
Power equals currency In a world that actively yearns for it The more you have the more you are worshiped And with worship becomes freedom Where inequality is something they abuse And power is the excuse they use as a campaign To bully the people that they blame To start an agenda of hate for the only personal gain The same people that made us their slaves But we are the ones who are inhumane Those politicians sitting on their thrones Built of our labour Curated from the bones of our ancestors Claiming they care about our community Whilst cleaning the streets with our blood Then lying about how violence lives in our neighbourhoods In our faces they smile And everytime there is a tragedy They post a black screen Their apologies are as empty as their fake sympathy Then behind our backs They sit and laugh Signing of policies For the autonomy of our bodies Creating laws To storm our homes by force Without any just cause To them this is a game One we never asked to play The rules ever changing Due to their ever growing shame Of how we handle the pain You placed on our names Every setback we overcame The hurricane of hate that is thrown our way Expecting us to fall, but on our feet we remain Surpassing every hurdle they throw, but they don't understand they have terrible aim
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