black panthers
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A black panther
Hides in the
Concrete jungle.
The water
Washes away
The dirt, the blood,
And the words.
But water can't
Wash away the pain.
Brutality littered her neighborhood,
Am I "hood", because I live in the hood?
Helicopters devoured the dark sky,
Screams and yells were her lullaby.
"Change is soon" as she admires the moon.
