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  • June 8, 2020, 1:24 p.m.
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Looting is not protesting.
Destruction and setting things on fire is not protesting.
No protesters were ever killed by looters.
No looters were killed by protesters.
Only killers in this piece are police officers.

People need to dismantle preconceived notions about black people.
People need to not see us as the threat society has made us out to be.

We have families, loved ones we have to make it back to as well.

Your criminals are no better than ours.
Our criminals are no worse than yours.

We die for simple traffic stops.
You can cuss them out with your gun in your hand, spit in their face and you get arrested.

We sit in our car, both hands on the wheel. You approach my ride with your gun drawn or hand on your gun ready to shoot. Lord take my soul if we jump or recoil because of this. Instant death sentence.

Imagine walking around with this on your back for all of your life. We can’t get away with shit. We can’t get invited because of your generational notions.

Imagine if everytime the police man handled you, choked you out, put a knee on your neck, busted wrongly into your house and shot you, imagine just how angry you would be. You don’t want to hurt anyone else but you ARE hurting. So you tell. You talk.


You talk until you are blue in the face.
You talk until you are blue in the face.
You. Talk. Until. You. Are. Blue. In. The. Face.

Take it to the streets. We walk peacefully.
You try to pacify us with empty promises and rhetoric. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. Guess what?
Either you don’t hear or you ain’t listening.

We hurting. You’re not listening.
Brick through a window. Do you hear me now?
Smashed car window. Do you hear me now?
Flames in your precinct.

Do. You. Hear. Me. Now??

This Is Ends Now.
You WILL Hear Us.

This Ends Now.
You WILL Stop Killing Us.

This Ends Now.

Last updated June 08, 2020

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