Protests for Black Lives Matter Movement

We walked in peace, 

signs in the sky

 

You responded 

with an army

 

We asked for 

equality,

justice

 

You flooded us

with rubber bullets

and tear gas instead

 

People are

dying,

to a system 

based on 

oppression

 

People are 

dying

to your hand

 

For doing 

nothing 

but 

exist

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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