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Read my Cries

Poise you seem to lack.

By Andrew D. Guillory "Drewspeaks"Published 3 years ago 1 min read
“Read My Cries” (via @772dreew)

Over 246 years of a ball and chain around my neck. Threatened to be lynched with a nuse and beat down when we wanna get cut loose, just disgusting. Torcher to the max, you put my people on their backs for what? Too much eye contact? Shoot, a black phone that looked suspect?

Poise you seem to lack, and can’t take it up with your wife cause she doesn’t hold that love for you anymore. Cold house, watching the media all day, full of protests…

Now you mad? Need a reason to attack the first Black bout w/ a word to say, when you put on yo vest? Explain to me this, you’re a patriot, but chose to ride for one side of this country. I thought the ideal American is proud and stands tall. Instead you wanna fight us? Point fingers at where I went wrong? So, where does the truth lie in, “with liberty and justice for all?” Get back to me on that.

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Andrew D. Guillory "Drewspeaks"

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