run boy, run
he just pulled out a gun
you did nothing wrong
we are sure of it
but we watched it all every bit
we saw the trip
we saw the fall
we heard the bang
and cries echoing off the walls
there were tears that day
and for your family we did pray
run harder boy, run
next time he pulls out a gun-K.J.P
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Black is Beautiful
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