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They see but do not hear Voices raised only to be silenced “They do it for fame or attention, they do it just because-” “There’s no such thing as racism in this world anymore.”
Why do people think bad of us just because the color of our skin? When they look at us, They think we have created a sin. They really  have to put up a fuss.   Why do people treat us badly?
She smiles at the sun Taking in its rays with joy She rejoices in its light Dances in its presence  And admires its everlasting beauty 
Last night I had that dream again... 
Walking down a street being assulted... Starting riot's Just to stay alive...  To protect you own life Its unfair they are scared to walk outside! To be shot...
“Why is she black?” Why did he ask? I didn’t know dad was a bigot and would recite one incident that made them all bad  
Let us save the innocence For the last time I will say this ALL BLACK LIVES MATTER.   No matter politicals, sexual, or religious views
Everything I am is to be dehumanized. All the morals for me are thrown out of the window because we keep our biases closer and my existence is a crime.
We need to stop laying low. Patiently waiting for change that  ain't gonna happen unless we  are the change. We are the change, the new generation To come together and make the world better
We’re Still Hurting 
All lives matter.     LGBTQ+ lives matter.      Black Lives also matter.         Asian, Mexican, and Native.
All lives matter.     LGBTQ+ lives matter.      Black Lives also matter.         Asian, Mexican, and Native.
It's all too much, the billionaire presidents, the talk-show grifters, the constant battle for truth, all too much. We have chosen the new faceof drone strikes in Yemen, the new poster boy 
I stared at the colorless newspaper that sat in the dispenser. Another headline about our president. Since when did life get so fucking political? You can’t go to school and express your opinions without someone pummeling them down.
Yet those doubting clear violence Have they no moral empathyTo suggest atrocities are justified? Do they see any errorsIn the analytical obvious judgment?Hatred never possesses an alibi
Why does it only work one way, They say people of color can’t stay. They say this world is free, But we all know how it should be.   
Welcome to America The land of opportunity The land of the free With “liberty and justice for all”   Innocent until proven guilty
My life is politicized Whether or not my life matters is up for debate Yet when I speak my voice is not heard My words are drowned out my words are blurred  
Music has a color  Energizing rap is Black Cheesy feel-good music is White You don’t fit the stereotype? You’re weird, You’re wrong
                ghet shades           princely blues hues           culture frames divide           chromas, genders           even senses                
Just gonna hop right in   When you repeat over and over   The same problem on repeat   It doesn't get better, it only gets repeated  
We walked in peace,  signs in the sky   You responded  with an army   We asked for  equality, justice   You flooded us with rubber bullets and tear gas instead
What's the point in being black if I have to hide it like a disease? If I wear my vocabulary like a fac
Your silence speaks louder than words What happens today changes tomorrow Speak on injustice, rise like songbirds Your recent post, you put on a good show
Hello. I say with a smile on my face Because their gaze is in search Of all my stereotypical mistakes  Before I even make them.  
Young Black America. Learn to abstain from the system before we become a chained victim. Yearn to be alive when we grow up not to be below every news feed.  
Negus Negasta (Written by "Rocks")
In the midst of disaster We find black lives matter Since none of the distractions  Can distract us  From society cancer 
For years we have faced pain, suffering, torment, and death We have had to fight through the worst of conditions We have had to fight through bullying from all ends because we are darker than most
Gang Gang  Bang this Young man in jail for criminal intent I don't mean to be rude but please let me vent It happened too many times and it's not making sense
                     ✍🏿️  .Am I Free?.  ✍🏿️ Life as we know it, lives lost, hope fading, Riots in our streets, business set blazing.
I'm walking at a pride March and I hear get out of there J.k. Rowling an amazing author screams. I feel my heart crush I loved her I scream "fuck you! I loved you but you have hurt me!"
Able bodies broken  Songs of struggle and bonds Release our hearts to humanity Join in the teaming throngs Together in commons Multitudes in revolt against unjust systems Bring our dreams home
(Dashes equal a beat) I’ve never met you - I do not know your struggle, but we share an ancestor from centuries ago. Their DNA is part of both of us.
Changing the world is like growing a tree It can take many years, but it starts with a seed A shred of hope that things will get better A poem wrote with pain in each letter
Tensions are rising, this country is falling. Are you a bystander or will you come?  Can you hear the strong voice calling?   United people keep on hauling
Hot topic time, what about race? It’s a great moment to talk about the issue staring us in our face. You see, during the Great Depression Black people had it the worst.
  i was 11 years old when i first heard of the  death of trayvon martin too unaware and young to comprehend that he was simply just a black
The time has come for change, my love. I feel helpless as you cry.  My sisters and brothers, My family in others.  But I do what I can,  I try.   You have suffered enough, my love. 
A child born in a ward A baby who cries,A mother who tries,To quieten the child,To hope him more mild,He sleeps. For the family, delight
COVID-19, gotta quarantine! Destroying and killing lives and everything in between You're hidden but not unseen A vicious thing, evil and unclean A vile virus that came from the inner workings of Wuhan
Black lives matter  Black lives matter because people are dead. So many lives lost, so many tears shed. So much justice unserved. 
Found 3 days later,  face down in the alley, dead. 16 year old boy, with 16 shots to his head.     the boy’s last words,
racism a violation of the right to e q u a l i t y in other words the color of our skin determines our lifestyle   skin is skin
"Akonadi, the people’s activist." Akonadi is an oracular goddess of justice and a guardian deity for women. Inspired by a Ghananian goddess.    
Wanna keep you alive Let's monitor the vital signs The world was never designed For the "Real nigga" to be on the rise or incline They only suggest the Ominous future The Real Nigga must maintain to remain
Black people are always getting treated like dirt Someones getting shot or ends up getting hurt We try hard and fight for justice so this can stop
I am the seed that my ancestors planted. Resilient and grounded- From the freedoms they founded I am the seed that my ancestors planted. Black and educated- Though my demise was premeditated.
I am the seed that my ancestors planted. Resilient and grounded- From the freedoms they founded I am the seed that my ancestors planted. Black and educated- Though my demise was premeditated.
IM ANGRY. And yeah I have a right to be. Cause ain’t nobody fighting hard enough for our equality. It’s like every time I look up, yet another sister or brother dead in the streets. Black lives matter! Yeah, I said it.
Heavy hearts beating, As hard footsteps slap Against the ground, In the shape of a flee.  
Part 1 inequality   Mind is full Fridge is empty But ain’t that the way it supposed to be I have less so you can have more Ironic how
Just because I am a darker skin color I am not ghetto I am not out of what's "acceptable" I am not white washed I am more intelligent than you think Just because I am nonexistent in your household
I stand behind in the abyss watching the dehumanization of my people. We are called the lesser, not considered a human being, animals. We stand in fear, frozen. We stand in sorrow, defeated.
Black Power I want to climb on a tower I want the whole world to hear This is what I fear Is this what the world has come to?
The system never understood us,  They called us gang bangers, hoodlums & more.  I never gang banged,  I never even stole but to them I was just that.  We were always more than what you seen on the surface 
I am dirty feet dancing in the jungle I shower in my mother countries water with my neighbors A naked body is my friends and I because Jesus isn't born for another century I am enjoying the heat that blackens my skin
Everyday we play danger with our lives. Smoking, drinking and partying with drugs. Tryna be a Tupac when in reality we just some low down wanna be thugs. We not shooters out here..We just should've, could've, would'ves in the hood. A NBA player to
They say black lives don’t matter cause we out here killing each other.And when they see him all they think of is a thug.Another brother who’s gonna rot in the gutter.Get his picture ready for the newspaper.Tell his mother her son ain’t coming bac
On the day my little brother begins to see race. I'd like to think he will be ready for the talk I'll give him. I'd like to think he will be ready to carry the weight of all the self-love I will place onto his shoulders.
USA Home of the free and land of the brave right? Yeah, that only applies to you if you're white.
*sirens going off*  So I surrender, I raise this white flag Because I do have a right to be black I put my hands in the air to be free But can I truly be free if its only color that you see 
Hard working father, scraping by, stares at the photo he keeps in his box Soon as it hits 5, he’s off the clock
  Welcome to my country My home and my land My pride and joy   My country The place of freedom
Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early light People born to privilege deciding what is right. By the cop lights’ red glare, guns bursting through the air Gave proof through the night, that inequality is still there.
Black Lives Matter is a movementA movement that started to finish the works of our predecessors.A movement formed to let young black people know that we are important,That we are worth it,
On God's hand, We are said to be held In the palm of serenity And understanding. That smooth skin Is cracked by the cold air Spewing from hot head debonairs. Since when is God's hand not a right
Everyday a child is born, and everyday a child is taken. Whether it's from white on black, or black on black, a child is taken.   Everyday a child is taken.
Dear America the great, what is our fate? A land where we care more about the vape than the women getting raped.
Dear America,  You kidnap me from my home and family in my motherlandYou stuff me under your ships for months and set sail for a New WorldYou ruffle my feathers and force me into your fields You sell me as a slave for way less than my worth You be
America! land of the free. But why does the freedom in my hands look different than yours? The equation does not equal. One will never equal none. I look in the mirror and see myself, just like you.
America is not free, not until everyone has the same rights as you and me. We? Us? Them? Who am I to say we are the same. They fight to walk down the streets. I fight just to marry the man of my dreams.
we are america the brave   do you see us?   we are here feet pressed firmly into american soil and we will not back down these are my sisters and my brothers 
America, you lied to me I came here to grab all the opportunities It was a long wait, in that large embassy I held on my mother’s hand as we flew across the sea  
They say “make America great again” Again? As if there was ever a time in which America was great
My mother has green eyes They still call me a negro She has straight hair too But they still call me a clicker   My father has skin that’s black like cocoa
  They say we are free But I still hear the caged bird sing We may not see the strange fruit up in the trees But we sure do see them laying in our streets
  They say we are free But I still hear the caged bird sing We may not see the strange fruit up in the trees But we sure do see them laying in our streets
Roaring through the Purple Mountains Majesty Comes a thunder deeper than any ocean And from across the golden fields and valleys Comes a great people in motion
i have always been a fighter. not the "squae up, meet me afterschool" type of fight. i'm talking about the boy in my class just called me the "n word,"
See know, I want you to love me but not for the appearance that you see. The mere steam that is green but for the growth,  I have shown from the seed I once was to the roots I have grown.
When God says, “It’s time” it’s time.But the world was not ready for Trayvon’s cries and bloody eyes, as bullets struck his 17-year-old spine.Blood gurgling from his lungs as he yells for help But no one was to be found.Soon the nation roared with
1. Toss aside your signs and pick up your gait2. The line is long for those pleading for gain3. Yet grit can’t be defeated by mere hate
The girl looked up from the magazine and gazed at her own reflection.   Her skin, Bronze, Warm, Earthy, addicted to the kisses of the golden umber sun.   A St. Tropez spray tan,
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