No More Castling

Jesus monkeys on a downhill slide.

Everybody who’s not white had better get inside.
If they’re gonna shoot us just for sleeping in our car,
someone’s got to step up, tell them this has gone too far.
One man just got choked to death for selling cigarettes.
Another lasted nine minutes, but couldn’t hold his breath.
And now they’re finding young black men are hanging from the trees.
Enough to make communities say stop this killing, please.
Systematic racism is born into white blood.
Those who try to deny this are washing sand with mud.
Kidnapped to a foreign land, enslaved four hundred years,
it’s no wonder we’ve projected on them our worst fears.
Someone keeps my family down for all those centuries
had best respect my anger now. C’mon now, white man, please.
There’s got to be a working out for us to heal the nation.
With twenty-twenty hindsight we must think of reparation.
Protestors in the streets call out to anyone who cares.
This country, like a chess match, moves on different color squares.

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