"Why do you hate me? Why do you treat me like a virus? Why do you choose to beat, spit, and clown me with your laws? Contradicting yourselves, to step on my neck, hit me "boy" and "nigger," increase my struggles of existence, to crush my spirit? Why do you hate me? Why do you stand before your peers, and persecute me on felonies so simple, that if you was in the same boat, would you do my response or die? Why do you hate me? Why do you tend to see blood on the ground? Bullets hitting anybody in its paths, leaving only black dresses and oceans of tears? Why is we catalogized by color, when facing death color's not an issue. So why is this hate for me, comes down to my death? Just so senseless to see just a flash of light, and not even know why it had come to this."
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