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Aug 2016
What a time to be alive

What a time
To be alive
We walk with those who resent our skin
and yet we call them our friends
We hear jokes of our history
and yet we bother to listen to theirs
We live in a world where we can die any day
and yet we only protest to make a peaceful point
We've done nothing to them
and yet we're the monsters and savages
We aim for interracial relationships
and yet they aim to keep us away
What a time
To be alive

What a time to be alive
Davon Brown
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Davon Brown
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