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Can you hear the sound of change. All around us it flows like blood. Young boys being killed by justice Stolen from the ones who love them. Why do they die and I live? What makes us any different? The color of skin shouldn't matter. But we all know it does. Why do murderers walk around free. And innocents mowed down like grass When will the change grow to a roar? When will life be fair? When will we not have injustice? Change is almost here. But only we can make it reality. Will you sing its song with me? Or will you stay silent, dead silent. Like Mike Brown? You feel very pressured? Well then, are you breathing?
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 3:38 PM UTC
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Can you hear the sound of change. All around us it flows like blood. Young boys being killed by justice Stolen from the ones who love them. Why do they die and I live? What makes us any different? The color of skin shouldn't matter. But we all know it does. Why do murderers walk around free. And innocents mowed down like grass When will the change grow to a roar? When will life be fair? When will we not have injustice? Change is almost here. But only we can make it reality. Will you sing its song with me? Or will you stay silent, dead silent. Like Mike Brown? You feel very pressured? Well then, are you breathing?
#ferguson#blacklivesmatter
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 3:38 PM UTC
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