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Dear Mr. Officer

Updated: Aug 12, 2020

Dear Mr. Officer, 

I know you see me here with my hands in the air. Innocent as can be, with some fear in my eyes, but, please lower your gun before one of us dies. I'm speaking for the brothers, sisters, and babies that didn't make it. Please attach some value to my life before you decide to take it. Please don't be scared. I know this situation's tense... this what you're trained to do but I'm just a black man and I ain't done shit to you. All because I fit the description? You're playin' doc the doc and got execution prescriptions... for resisting... arrest. In my chest, I feel a sharp pain. One-shot rings out, and another in tandem. A woman screams out,

Please unhand him! He ain't do nothing! He's just a kid!

He's a student in college, He's got reasons to live! 

The sirens blare, as the barrel smokes. The cop laughs it off, nervously he jokes. The woman crying tears, fearful and righteous, she holds his body in her arms, cold, lifeless.

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