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Let me make this perfectly clear when I wrote this poem I wrote it for a purpose not because I'm prejudice because I'm not I myself have white blood in me so with that being said I only write the truth that's what Writers Do

Breaking from the chains of the man is hard than we think

Should we be free from the man's chains what will it take

How will we ever escape out of the close gates if we can't never break loose from the man's chains

Is like slavery all over again it's like slavery all over again when will it ever end

I thought long ago it had ended but it goes on like a replay of years

What will it take to really be free and walk down the street free as a bird without a care in the world

Not having to worry about being shot by cops just for walking the block and being black

Walking while being black isn't a crime how can I relax when cops have a complex for the color of my skin is it because I'm black

How can I relax knowing that it could be me next to get shot 

February Black History Month memories of the past we reunite the Flames because some things are still the same and never will change for the man

Hate from the man who continues to keep us in Chains like if they are God

When all alone they are Satan with a gun you dare not to run or you will be shot in the back by the crooket cop

 Who still wants us in Chains so when will the chains be broken for black men can be free to walk the street being black without a care in the world which is not a crime that will be the day the Chains will be broken

By,
Larry Perry, Sr.
03/24/2018