The Game of Extinction

I find peaceful solitude in stereotypical places white people deem fit for me because civilized Pavements in this world mark danger for any Negro that reaches into their pockets for a pack of a gum, candy, cell phone or whatever. They're playing the most dangerous game around. And although its frightening I refuse to live in fear in hopes that one day people will awaken and smell these rotten daises that have been pushed up and ignored for years Justice can't show her face around these parts anymore, but I refuse to watch us become an endangered species at the hands of foolishness. It has to stop now


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