By: Cedric McClester

Four o’clock in the morning,
It finally came to me
Why we are seeing
Some of the things we see
People in the streets protesting
Demonstrating their misery
From the deadly repetition
That never has to be

Four o’clock in the morning,
suddenly I have clarity
Yesterday it was George Floyd
Tomorrow it could be me
Racism is at the root
Of the unwarranted brutality
So the question we must ask,
Is are any of us free?

Four o’clock in the morning
It’s the bewitching hour
When I turn the news back on
The situation’s dour
Cuz it’s a tug and pull
Where each side wants the power
And one side is out gunned
So the other is forced to cower

Four o’clock in the morning
And the White House has been silent
The country is going up in smoke
Amid the turmoil and the violence
We’re in need of some national leadership
But it hasn’t been forthcoming
You see the President has lost his grip
And it’s clearly numbing











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