From whips to guns

Communities don’t have the funds

To bury the little boy with a dream

He was made with eyes that gleam

Shot down dead in the street

Guns the new currency of street

Killing young people left and right

The only thing to do is fight

Humanity and freedom at chance

Headgear’s on I’m in my stance

From whips to guns

The young black boy is on the run

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