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Jun 2020
I just can’t breathe,
This world is so cold man,
Sometimes I just can’t believe.
For so long I’ve been so afraid man.
To open up about what it’s like to live in a world filled with hate.
Sometimes I dream about making a great escape.
For I just feel imprisoned,
Which is ironic when society treats me like I’m some ape.
If only I could eat at the same table and eat the same food on nice plates.
As those who never think twice,
Of the privilege that obscures their vision like the three blind mice.
I guess it’s too much to ask for a voice,
Just a product of my environment,
Do I really have a choice?
I’ve had to fight for my slice,
Graduated in 16 yet once I step outside I lose all my civil rights.
This **** ain’t right,
That racism still persists like how the **** does society sleep at night?
It’s like everyday is nightmare,
And people in power they don’t fight fair.
I’m a God fearing man yet somehow my skin colour gives police a scare,
Knock my out *** without remorse or even a care.
And if they choose to shoot me or strangle me how does that restore peace or rapport?
Like all your going to accomplish is a ******* race war!
Classy J
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Classy J  27/M/Medicine Hat
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