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Nov 2014
Who do you call if you can't call the COPS
for fear it may be you that ends up unjustly SHOT
the systems been BROKEN since before I had life
before hooded CRIMINALS  rode horseback into the night
things have improved but we are far from a fix
even today as races are becoming so MIXED
there is still this fear that doesn't hold true
would you still blame the victim if he looked more like YOU?
It seems like a problem that may never be solved
half of us working toward CHANGE the rest of us fall
fall into the life that perpetuates what they think
that we are nothing but thugs that ******* and drink
that way it makes it ok to shoot our MEN like dogs in the street
Now is the time in fact it's far over due
for all people to stand up and speak the TRUTH
Written by
Brittany S Karibo
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