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Apr 2021
They say Floyd might have been
In an ****** induced haze
Introduced to the jury
To see how it plays
But that’s a common affliction
Now-a-days
So one has to wonder
Why was it raised?

They say that Floyd was anything
But a child of God
As a way of coming down on him
Extra hard
Cos “The evil that men do
Lives after them,” said the Bard
“But the good’s interred within their bones
Forever they’ll be scarred

No matter what he was
Here’s a salient fact
That was no way for Officer Chauvin
To react
I have to think it was all because
Floyd was black
One knee remained on his neck
The other on his back

Is it hoping for too much
For justice to prevail?
By any sense of the word
Chauvin belongs in jail
But we will have to see
If once again justice will fail
Or if it will triumph
Like a holy grail

Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2021. All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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