Victims (Tribute to Philando Castile)
Victims (Tribute to Philando Castile)
Victims Aren’t we all Weeps, and tears, their daily activity Gun violence on the rise Sorrow no longer last for a night, it’s a routine
Victims
They now dread the terrain they tread, The tomorrow is no longer promised Ducking and hidding away in trepidation Streets painted in the blood of it’s urban young citizens.
Victims
Their protectors are now their persecutors Four bullets in Philando Castile
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