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Oct 2020
The girl caught in the wire
Knows the right way and shows fiery pride
Instead, of taking the sunshine and more
Clasping the delicate rays with her parched palms

Leaving desolate prisoners inside
A dark day made only of steel cages
They will let in the light, those lying in the shadow
It's blazing outside, it is bright

Cold waters will calm, then turn the tide
Soon the cursed world will die
Women can see the sun when it swallows the earth
It is a ball of hope saving them from guns and guards

Their dreams will turn to ashes
Mothers with empty wombs love them just the same
To them their daughters haven't seen the rain
The sun grins from behind grey clouds and sighs

Soon, freedom will come within their reach, fast
And these daughters will get stuck deeper
The dream slips faster than sand in an hourglass
They deserve love from the depths of hell itself

Until one of them dies by the bullet or ****** disease
They don't belong to them, do they?
These pigs moan if their houses are made of gold
The white men want oil fields with them working
Such injustice has gotten beyond the point that people can turn a blind eye. You need to vote to bring focus on how the black people are getting treated. Its been like this, since the 1600s, and it saddens me that many will let it go on. I live in a different country, but I know this is the right thing to write for people who need to hear this. For those who are unaware, ignorant, and need  to get disabused about slavery, please wake up. It's all on the news.
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
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