Not all cops are evil they claim, finding a way to justify and blame These callous murders The deaths The slaughters The genocide This 21st century massacre.
Not all cops are evil they say not all whites want this way White silence is tantamount to white acceptance. So dont utter a word to me about not all cops.
Their silence is deafening Striking the hearts of my people Their silence daggers of the night stealing the souls of my brothers and sisters.
No action to bring this evil **** down not helping to stop this opression my people are facing. Up and down my people are pacing, Waiting for freedom.. Waiting for justice.. Striving to be apart of one people.
The ***-bellied Mercedes squealed As Meursault withdrew and Marvelled at the flames Licking The air Like marigolds on Ritilin. 'Raymond would have no reason not to admire this act.' He stopped by a shimmering sea of Ubers. The scrape and drawl of siren made no impression on him. Leaking smoke reminded him of Snow White’s Cottage Where he had taken Marie when Lucie was born: The place where he would go out at dawn to chop wood. He liked the way her roses played With the restlessness of children. Then he thought: 'if only mother could see me now.'
Inspired by Camus' searing sense of injustice in The Stranger, which I'm studying with my class at the moment and by the riots in Bristol, UK
My country 'tis of thee Land of Police Brutality For thee I weep!
Land where George Floyd has died Land of the alt white pride
From every black graveside let protests ring
My country, thee land of those not yet free we cannot breathe
The original verses of the song, America, go something like this:
My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims' pride, From ev'ry mountainside Let freedom ring! My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; ....