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​Heart beats,
cold hands,
feet
I can’t catch
my breath.
God, please
don’t let this be
death.
How is this
a crime,
this black skin
of mine,
and why does it
make you so
afraid?
What’s the difference,
Justice denied
or delayed?
How long must
we await
a cure for
the hate?
I didn’t do
nothing to you.
Your power
is sanctioned
it’s true.
Did you kill me
’cause I’m black
and you’re
blue?
~
M. Zane McClellan
~
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