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How dare you tell the boy
He amounts to nothing
That he weighs more than a bulldog
But must bark like one in order to matter
How dare you tell the boy
He should not have been nervous
Saying his incessant shakes
Make him guilty by nature
How dare you accuse an innocent man
Of a crime he didn't commit
That bullshhh
Coming out of your mouth
Sounds like privilege
We just don't have
How dare you tell his Mother
His hands up
Head down
Back turned
Still threatened you
Saying his skin had nothing to do
With the fact you still beat him
Black and blue
Completely ignoring
The cold bloody screams
As he pleads and he pleads
As he continues to bleed
How dare you tell his Brother
There's a lesson in all this
To save his tears
To show no fear
Its the bullets
He should miss
And how dare you tell me
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