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Life is not sitting in your room
Afraid to step out the door,
Afraid of the world at your fingertips,
Afraid of opportunity, afraid of change.
How can something so beautiful, be so cruel?
Should I be afraid to walk outside because underneath my clothes is a black man inside? Who is the child underneath the white sheets being gun down while playing with his toy in the streets? A mother is crying, down on her knees, for her child'
Should I be afraid to walk outside because underneath my clothes is a black man inside? Who is the child underneath the white sheets being gun down while playing with his toy in the streets? A mother is crying, down on her knees, for her child'
In the nightOut of sight Children forced to fightOut of spiteBrought to lightFeel their plightIgnore the siteWith all their mightClutching their tiny bodies tightIs this right?Their obvious plightStill ignored despiteSeen like some parasiteNever l
Strip me of my pride, all the lies been synthesize, been over looked,
i been tooked, repromised of my pride.
Done in the dark comes to light and a thousand black women march in pain,
hoping not to go in vein,
Help a brother out as I scream and shout
Help a brother out as the police continue to put me in doubt
The police held me down as I said dont hurt me please
I begged and begged, then they shot me in the leg
I swear I'm alive
I can hear myself breathing
I can feel my heart beating
So why can't you see me?
Middle-Class White America
Am I that large of a threat
