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EdibleWords
EdibleWords
Dangerous Mind
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#blacklivesmatter2conservatives

Confused people  
think whites  
are the pushers  
of #alllivesmatters
 
Simply  
NOT  
true
 
I learned about it
from Anthony Brian Logan
heís black and smart
 
Six to one
white, self-professed racists
stand on the streets  
for the token-chant  
 
Black conservatives  
donít feel the love
 
they feel like  
black Bratz dolls
or the newest
 
endangered  
species hoax
 
(DO save the tigers!)
But donít treat
black people  
like they need saving  
 
in the country
they protect
 
...from your pale
limp wrists
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Razzerleaf
Razzerleaf
Fire of Insight
United Kingdom
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Miss Representation

When she was seven
we played a game,
matching heads to bodies and legs,
a little girls face, strong arms
with anchor tattoos
footballers legs
and army boots.

And so she made the image match
stronger faster quicker,
hard to catch,
brighter braver better
than the best.
She became herself.

At seventeen they dropped the veil
of the beauty queen, eating only apples
to fall fast asleep.
When she woke I cried,
thinner weaker slower
something died inside.
Quiet dull compliant,
tethered to the tugboats pull.
She wanted the boys
to flock like gulls.

At twenty one she started to see
beyond the braille books
of how a female should look
in preparation for male approval,
an ill placed hand can break
the darkest of spells.

So now she stands ahead of the table,
pens take note when she speaks
a guide for the weak, all are equal.
The papers reported her success
with questions of tummy tucks
and real or fake breasts.
They missed the anchor tattoo.
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Razzerleaf
Razzerleaf
Fire of Insight
United Kingdom
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The God Placebo

I'll be him, you want a sign?
it's fine I do it all the time,
the rich ones get cured
the sick ones ignored.

I just need the long number, a cross your card
dont worry were dot com and prayin is hard
You'll see me when you look up in church
or look me up, just do a search,
I can spit you a sermon, drop in some rhymes
dishing out morals with my breath of red wine.

I'll piss biblical rivers to fill every font
hand me your children I'm at the front.
I've registered my trade mark 'G'
to take 10%, hell more if you believe,
this position is hard, I lead and you follow
with a finger inside my dirty dog collar.
I do love a choir, boy I speak unto thee.
Christian be a christian
and bend over my knee.

For every false pill
there's only one cure
who doesn't ask people
to pay on the door.
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Razzerleaf
Razzerleaf
Fire of Insight
United Kingdom
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Locker room rules (shut the fuckin door)

His genitals tucked out of view,
slowly his hand reached his hip,
they were all sure that they knew,
leaning in he puckered his lips.

Slowly his hand reached his hip,
they were all sure that they knew,
leaning in he puckered his lips,
the boys formed an orderly queue.

They were all sure that they knew,
leaning in he puckered his lips,
the boys formed an orderly queue,
he spun not feeling the kicks.

Leaning in he puckered his lips,
the boys formed an orderly queue,
he spun not feeling the kicks,
took turns to batter and bruise.

The boys formed an orderly queue,
he spun not feeling the kicks,
took turns to batter and bruise,
special needs didn't exist.
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AutomaticEmC
AutomaticEmC
Strange Creature
United States
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It's Time



Say it loud, say it proud
Let me hear a f*** yeah if you're black or you're brown

White America steady tryna take off your crowns
They stay shooting you down

Blood in the streets
Too many bodies to count

They try to dim your shine and brainwash young minds

But united we stand and scream for justice
  † † † † † † † It's Time

Rise up and fight the power
Every minute, every hour

And we won't stop till we overthrow their corrupt towers
Take back what's ours

It was never theirs in the first place
They stole it from the first race to inhabit this land, we're the immigrants of these broken states

I may have a white face, but my heart is every color of skin found in this earth space
So dont you dare group me with those disgraces
Evil parasites that continue to live off of the Black race

Killing for profit
I know we can stop it
We're fighting till it changes or they nail the lid on that coffin

I can't breathe

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RexDurkin
RexDurkin
Fire of Insight
Australia
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