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Death is not a due destination deserved; rather, it’s a God privilege that’s reserved. Yet, you yellow-bellied bigots feel frightfully free to stalk and murder us— Prey to be hung, shot, kneed, or by any means to stop the Black Exodus. Playing the Greek-like god that you are not, you’ve sought to “whiteout” all who are black. But with a Casper-The-Ghost comic-like eerie dumbness, you can’t fathom what you lack— That we hued ones of God have had hued eyes on the prize far too long to be turned back. As we continue to trek over a way that has been like sojourning the valley of the shadow of death And have more often than not been the unjustified victims of that 5th Amendment-like shadow’s fate— Know that there’s no longer any apathy in us left and that judgment day is coming to your bigoted racist hate.

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