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Black Breath

The anxiety constipated all in my chest I CANT BREATHE Please please please the empath in me cannot handle this scene To watch this man become a meme They killing my black brothers My beautiful sisters and mothers We just wanna breathe We tired of falling down to our knees Crying until we CANT BREATHE Begging God to bring us back on top Back to when we owned the throne We are the black kings and queens We are the target, that they wish to kill and conquer The fact that my beautiful dread headed brother cannot walk into a store Without being looked at as a sore My heart cannot be broken anymore As blood binds us together Our precious blood is being spilled day to day And what do they say? It’s legal to kill. To kill my people. We are tired of being hunted. It’s time for the predator to become prey For justice, is scarce They don’t stop We won’t stop The minority is majority We will be up top Our ancestors will shake the nation I will join my brothers and sisters We say it’s our time now! Don’t try to put dome on us now We shall be the face of the scene We will BREATHE.

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Date: 6/27/2020 6:42:00 PM
A wonderfully optimistic write.
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