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By: Cedric McClester, It's a long way from New York to Simi Valley But we've done the math And added up the tally Of unarmed black and brown men Who've been shot Tragically by bullets From a cop With hands held high In a gesture of surrender They have been shot down In all their youth and splendor And who do you guess Might be the prime offender Someone in blue uniform Is the top contender Like Rodney King After the facts are stated They don't get indicted Or are vindicated While the family of the victims Have all waited For justice that's denied Or just vacated With hands held high In a gesture of surrender They have been shot down In all their youth and splendor And who do you guess Might be the prime offender Someone in blue uniform Is the top contender It's not so much your color As your class That might determine If a cop acts much too fast Barely identifying themselves Before they blasts And your future could Quickly becomes your past With hands held high In a gesture of surrender They have been shot down In all their youth and splendor And who do you guess Might be the prime offender Someone in blue uniform Is the top contender Those who celebrated The Arab Spring Missed the point entirely And that's the funny thing Everywhere young people Are clamoring for change And demanding justice Though some might find it strange It's a long way from New York to Simi Valley But we've done the math And added up the tally Of unarmed black and brown men Who've been shot Tragically by bullets From a cop Copyright (c) 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 3:46 PM UTC
FROM NEW YORK TO SIMI VALLEY
By: Cedric McClester, It's a long way from New York to Simi Valley But we've done the math And added up the tally Of unarmed black and brown men Who've been shot Tragically by bullets From a cop With hands held high In a gesture of surrender They have been shot down In all their youth and splendor And who do you guess Might be the prime offender Someone in blue uniform Is the top contender Like Rodney King After the facts are stated They don't get indicted Or are vindicated While the family of the victims Have all waited For justice that's denied Or just vacated With hands held high In a gesture of surrender They have been shot down In all their youth and splendor And who do you guess Might be the prime offender Someone in blue uniform Is the top contender It's not so much your color As your class That might determine If a cop acts much too fast Barely identifying themselves Before they blasts And your future could Quickly becomes your past With hands held high In a gesture of surrender They have been shot down In all their youth and splendor And who do you guess Might be the prime offender Someone in blue uniform Is the top contender Those who celebrated The Arab Spring Missed the point entirely And that's the funny thing Everywhere young people Are clamoring for change And demanding justice Though some might find it strange It's a long way from New York to Simi Valley But we've done the math And added up the tally Of unarmed black and brown men Who've been shot Tragically by bullets From a cop Copyright (c) 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 3:46 PM UTC
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