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Toxic State
To claim no purpose for this toxic state,
other than hate or desired submission.
To find a spirit chained to the walls of circumstance,
by birth and denied just cause,
because of skin color.
To struggle in the land of the free,
trapped in a quagmire of unreasonable eyes,
fighting the cold hands of society wrapped around your throat,
making it hard to breathe,
in the noxious gas that is this toxic state.
12/3/16
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