troubles

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up in the air…

how many
prophets
preach
this way
to
heaven
how many
candles
must
be lit
to
find peace
how many
silent
tears
are shed
while
alone
how many
voices
fill
night air
with
prayers
how many
cold nights
can
one heart
beat
alone
how many
prayers
are
raisins
in
the sun

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hate’s history repeats…

hates-history-repeats

racial purity
a repeated theme of hate
now in my own land

now in my own land
i hear calls for legalized
racial purity

racial purity
national safety it’s mask
now in my own land

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lasers in the jungle…

lasers-in-the-jungle

homeless
mother’s son
shot dead
in
la
uppity
black males
crucified
at night
by
unwhite-robed
police
on
chicago city streets
an
awkward child
with bike
taken alive
but
delivered dead
in
philly
nyc’s finest
demonstrate
the dangers
of
promoting
smoking
by
taking
a man’s
last breath
and
imminent danger
shields
the sins
of
hatred
across the nation
these
are indeed
days
of
lasers
in the jungle

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city street art…

city-street-art

the national
fraternal order
of
police
found
clothing with the slogan
black lives matter
offensive
wanting
wal-mart
to stop selling
such
divisive carcass coverings
since
it was
commercializing
our
differences
rather
than
building
trust
and
respect
but
if you want
trust and respect
don’t
cover up murders
by
rogue cops
and
maybe consider
stopping
uniformed vigilantes
from
terrorizing
concerned americans
at standing rock
oh
and
mr. canterbury
if you want to know
what’s
really
offensive
it’s
the sight
of
the innocent blood
and
the stench
of
moral corruption
rising
from city streets