She cries,
she's sad,
she bleeds,
she's mad,
the whites take away her freedom and she's never glad,
days go on as she works and works with no reward,
she's in pain,
she's hurt but no one heals her burns, hit by whips chained by chains,
will,
why,
won't it stop?
you just care to shoot us blacks,
for why would you do such that?
it's crazy how you hate our "ugly" skin,
but your the same as us and them
©yvett
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