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After all, it has come to this as our Laughter falls dumb and a mute glum persists while A once gorgeous flower now reeks of rank **** in An **** of power that seeks to dismiss that A siren song hides a great serpent's grim hiss in A dire long ride to a fervent abyss, but A glorious hour now seems to persist as A warrior throng's rising insurgent bliss Is igniting wrong's righting, with glee THEY RESIST In a fight long and tiring they refuse to desist In the night they stay strong as abuse gives its kiss But they KNOW what is right and must make it EXIST and when new order comes: THE OLD WILL NOT BE MISSED
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Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 8:11 AM UTC
Pessimism/Optimism
Announcing all lives matter is audacious & abusive & antagonistic & antiprogressive - yet amazingly it’s always anticipated. But when signs & songs & screams & shouts of our sisters with skin of a separate shade are shot down & softened & silenced, and when the bodies of our brothers brandishing blackness with bravado are broken & beaten & burned & buried by people with perceived power prescribing punishment by punching & pushing & pulling triggers- Well One thing remains perfectly clear Declaring “all lives matter” is rooted in fear If all lives mattered, then we wouldn’t be here and “all lives matter” wouldn’t be said with a sneer Black lives don’t matter Mattering means more than media manipulating messages mainly for monetary magnitude or validating various vocations as veracious while these villains vie for votes vainly vanquishing value from humans whose hearts are heavy with hurt and having to beg to be heard. Mattering means more than making memes and multimedia messages post mortem when morally bankrupt men ****** men and their mates for their midnight complexion So don’t tell me black lives matter Black lives don’t matter Black lives should matter Black lives must matter
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 10:23 AM UTC
Black Lives Matter?
authority, a position unknown to minority... Military will only help temporarily, Until the repetition Becomes addiction To violence. Then like a sheep to its Sheppard, Follows the police. Diminishing the quality, Of equality. As chaos doesn’t subside. Authority turns ruthless, dressed in weapons everywhere they ride. Contradicting by disrupting ‘world peace’. Desperately in need of headgear and a mouthpiece, Praying to reach a pleasant release, Before hitting solitary, on the edge of madness, With fear of fatality, That could have you permanently resting in the cemetery. How is deprivation of freedom correcting one’s behaviours? Is gaining the ability to fend for your nation now classed as an act of superiority?
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May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 12:45 PM UTC
Authority