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Sep 2020
I can’t sleep
peaceful
in my bed.
Cause
there’s
demons
chanting.
Outside
for the dead.
_________

Get Out!
Get Out!
As they scream
for me.

To
Get Out!
Get Out!
& Join
in
the streets.

Get Out!
Get Out!
As I
come out
Too see.

Get Out!
Get Out!
Are those
screaming
at  me.

Get Out!
Get Out!
When
casting
stones
At me.

Get Out!
Get Out!
While
they scream
as
I eat.

Get Out!
Get Out!
Come & kneel
at our
feet.

Get Out!
Get Out!
Those people
sure
hate
on me.

Get Out!
Get Out!
Death threats
too me.

Get Out!
Get Out!
As they scream
at  
police.

Get Out!
Get Out!
Slandering
you  
and me.

Get Out!
Get Out!
Too claim
they
bring  peace.

Get Out!
Get Out!
From History
we'll read.

Get Out!
Get Out!
Chant
Anarchist'.
In
the streets.
2 in 1 poem
H A Vitatoe
Written by
H A Vitatoe  43/F
(43/F)   
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   Erik T Blaze
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