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Bem Vindos! Blogue de poesia, desfrutem! Welcome! Poetry blog, enjoy your stay!

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Bem Vindos! Blogue de poesia, desfrutem! Welcome! Poetry blog, enjoy your stay!

1 minute of silence, but the negro keep dying At the hand of the man, that came to Africa as messiah How fucked up is history? Civil rights supossed to give justice George is dead, one more body to count, I can't explain, how morbid This sounds George you were surrounded by a pack of howls, trust the law? Why if they look us above No energy no love, there's one poem I wrote, talking about unity between brothers of blood Let's fight together, beat this racist herd, treating us like cattle, sending brothers dead up above I'm not a prayer, I'm just a poet with a pen, negros are dying, don't you understand? Racism is alive, that's not something new, trump calls the guard Like a coward would do I'm stressed, this shit is abuse George I'm sorry, I wasn't there for you Poetry is art, but I'm a bit confused Can It change anything? Can I help dissolute, this feeling of fear and abuse? Oh america! Land of the free Inspector of human rights, home for some peace Brothers please look at me, you are worth every moment, you live From Portugal with love, I make this My plead Stop killing our brothers, or consequences will be meet One riot is a weapon, in the war we all meet I'm looking at the calendar, it's 2020 Rest in peace George, you will be avenged. Dedicated, 29/05/2020