Everybody Hit the Floor

Location

79904
United States
31° 52' 5.142" N, 106° 28' 33.3336" W

The siren sounds,
Here come the hounds,
Everybody hit the floor.
Bricked in window
Bricked in widow
Crying on the floor.
Legs crossed
Bodies rocked
On the floor.
Fire, water
Doesn't matter;
Everybody hit the floor.
White masks, blue masks
Oppression tasked
Yell “Everybody hit the floor”
Swinging trees
Beating teens
Bodies hit the floor.

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