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Nov 2014
All it took was a hood on
Skittles and music
6 shots
3 minutes
Pronounced dead
No ambulance
Bloodshed
Mothers mourning
Her sons are gone too soon.
Wiped from the earth
All because of my colour black.
We all mourning and protesting.
We all kneel and raise our hands up to the sky
Pleading for justice
Begging Don't shoot!!
He was killed by a man whose job is to protect and serve
But failed to serve due to my colour black.
Now the media are tearing our community apart
All because of my skin colour.
I am no animal,  I am human . Why must we bury our children?  What have they don't wrong?
They say racism doesn't exist
But how many black boys and men must die
In order for us to accept that racism still exist!
We are all human
As if being human is an error
an excuse for a trigger.
No mother deserves to bury her joy. We deserve to be respected the same. We are all equal in God's eye.
Black lives matter.
Dedicated to Mike Brown, Trayvon Martin and all the innocent black youths that die. You'll always be remembered.
Lucia Domingos Fula
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Lucia Domingos Fula  London
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