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May 2020
In those glorious black exploitation films of the seventies.
They always spoke of the man.
The one crooked with power and an evil hand.

Similar to today.
Put on that badge and showcase they bad.
Creating more havoc now than they ever had.

But still afraid of one tough gender and race.
And it will be that group to put them in place.

Create hell and you get hell.
And crisis comes and instantly everyone wants to talk,
Because the man stated a conflict from abuse of power.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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