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Jun 2020
I was a black man by the name
of, Frank Embree, crying endless
oceans of hope and freedom
from my enemies, wishing that they
could find peace and love within
their existence, to stop the oppression
and ongoing sessions of vast
lynching's as the white mob
ceased me, accused me of ******
a 14-year-old girl.  Then savagely
attacking me, castrating me,
forcing me to eat my shriveled *****
and ***** like a bloodthirsty dog,
cursing my name, driving me
insane, handcuffed, stripped naked,
whipped 103 times with a bullwhip
without no remorse, 50 more times
just for the hell of it.  Epic explosions
were erupting, my skin sinking,
extremely bleeding, frustrating
sensations ******* with my subconscious
cutthroat verbs circling me, crazed
consonants swirling in the air
as I stared all around me, taking
in the amplified hatred, the color
of my flesh a scorching story shot up,
blazed in flames, rising smoke fogging
up my soul.
Travis Green
Written by
Travis Green  30/M/Middlesex, NC
(30/M/Middlesex, NC)   
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