My skin
screams for justice
just as his voice
cried
It's truth
he died
in a fight
unfair
Makes no difference
a tree
a gun
a river
or the
sidewalk
His blood
left his body
and hit the
ground
My skin
screams for justice
just as his voice
cried
How the memory
of my ancestors
looks
at this America
in disdain
relived pain
Our sons
are gone
from this walk
we are propelled
to gather together
just as
we gathered together
for the cause
of humanity and justice
My skin
screams for justice
just as his voice
cried
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