The black bullet

A stream of consciousness 

Within a bus divided by colour 

An ethical mosiac of segregation

The chains on the day of birth 

a dirty shelter,hands beg for rice and water 

We point to the window of hatred for their race 

The Marshall fires the 100m sprint 

One majority will win the track at the olympics 

The rule of a horror film is dark in judgement 

The hip hop rap of the dreadlocks 

The dogs are fierce Guns and sirens 

Doors are locked for the black are hunted 

Red splattered blood drawn on the floor 

A bitter injustice 

They loot and riot in anger Protest as they march 

Dear end to the photographs of the human punishment for the right of freedom

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