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123 A Murder in Irvington John Kaniecki I see the lights flashing red Police cars plenty Yellow tape not in ribbon or bow Marking off where a victim lies dead Looking I hope to see If it is somebody I know It is a war zone In summer heat temperature climbs The hood is known For it’s abundance of crimes They pack us together like cattle in cages Pumping in the crack and dope The anger, the frustration, the agony rages There is little to no hope Second class is not good enough It’s die or get tough Some escape through education Others volunteer for war The scholar learns the oppressor’s mind And learns to hate his own kind The soldier is little more than a slave Killing those whom he should save Death came once more to Chancellor Avenue I wonder what we can do I refuse to accept that we cannot rise Inferiority is the wickedest of lies Still a comrade’s life has been snuffed away Sometimes there are no words to say ...

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ISBN
9780797496989
Related ISBN
9780797486164
MARC Record
OCLC
1056749179
Pages
300
Launched on MUSE
2018-10-14
Language
English
Open Access
No
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