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Be Better

Be Better Hey it’s me, I’m on my way Happy and proud, ready for the day *Give Mumma a hug* , a kiss to My wife not knowing this was it, the end of my life forever a son but grown to another A husband, a father, a son and a brother you will always need your Mum no matter how old you are I needed my Mumma when they went to far I cried, I begged, I pleaded to stay they didn’t care, it was just their day I did no harm, I begged for mercy the men who should protect me played bloody dirty it was not my time, I’m angry and sad because this is how it is, YES it is always This bad for me, my neighbour, my brother, my son they don’t care with a uniform and gun who do we run too? to help us feel safe? we are not your target, we are not your ing bait its frustrating because others don’t understand Where do you turn to without a helping hand this silent war that we are up against. try explain that to your babies what they have to face you racists, give us a voice Making him leave was never your choice something better change for all to see stop these ers, we our one family what’s left Is just an aching void my brother I love you the great George Floyd

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