Poem -

Speak Up

Because of drug dealers, our children are sharing needles and spreading, blood borne pathogens.
Because of religious radicals, pinning holy matrimony, to child porn and trafficking.
We're putting toddlers in their grave.
If we don't speak up now.
There might not be any children left to save.
Our governments are being over ran by extremists with authoritarian personality's.
We know George Floyd was not the first and last victim of racial supremacy.
We need to speak up now for peoples of all colors.
We need to speak up now and stand as sisters and brothers.
We need to speak up now against the radical or there will be another life taken.
We need to speak up now against the racists or there will be another victim unjustly forsaken.
We need to speak up now against terrorism remember, nine, eleven.
If we don't speak up now there might not be a world left to live in.
Mabey only heaven.
And we should never look at any kind of racism with a blind eye.
And ponder on the fact that none of us want to die.
And against racists and extremists, we need to argue our fight.
We need to say that it is never alright.
We need to speak up now and say,
With a voice like a trumpet.
That what they're doing to others it is not okay.
Speak up!!

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