i walk along the street,
i saw a boy,
an empty can on the road,
waiting to be crush by a car,
officers come along,
take away that boy,
cause he ain't the inhabitant,
of this sick society,
it ain't nothing,
it's not bout the humanity,
the racism is their heart,
my race better than yours,
not even a single soil,
belong to you,
everyone claim that,
green is their mind,
a pink fat pig they are,
claim the food, not belong to them,
till tomorrow,
the eternal tomorrow,
the tomorrow of morphology.
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