A Protest poem.

Don’t you feel the fire buring inside of your soul. everey time another soldier dies

Everey time another youth is killed. living in the ghetto don’t you want to protest the

Streets. makes you want to fight back when you see another police

Brutality. you can’t live in the past gots to find some sunshine

And some peace of mind. you don’t want to be crying tear’s

Bring some love to this world.

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