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Pigs

Can these pigs hunger ever be truly fed? Just a thought that runs through my head everytime I get pulled to the side I wonder if its my ride or the color of the skin that I wear whenever I see them stare at the intersction hoping they don't head in my direction do they even have the slightest concern or just an aching burn to make peoples stomachs turn make them uneasy at their sight, I hate when they follow me in the rear an I can hear my heart start pumping a bit faster like it knows an inevitable disaster is about to happen optimistic I try an be thinking hey maybe its not for me, looking straight ahead fuck I see the red an blue lights shining hard in the night already knowing what hes going to recite its never good news always something thats gonna bruise my pockets might as well just have the check ready to deposit into his pay cuz I've yet to see the day when they tell me something worthwhile hearing to serve an protect is what they preach in my opinion they abuse an don't use the power they been granted in the ways it should maybe its only for them to be understood an for us to cope they aint all bad theres still hope the system might get repaired but till then we just gotta bear with another inadequate problem of this society with so much closed doors that I simply don't know anymore
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