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An Ode To Trayvon:

Oh, beautiful, for bloody streets,


for no justice within;
applauded for democracy
but none for you brown friend.
America, you feckless fraud, dishonor your own creeds.
You make the rules, then bend your rules,
to suit corrupt, Tea-Party, needs.

Oh, beautiful hypocrisy,
you promise all your best;
then authorie black !enocide,
from north, south, east and west.
America you feckless fraud, you lie to your own self.
You make the laws, then break your laws;
condemnin! us to death.

Oh, beautiful, where"s liberty
that feelin! for which we yearn#
$ust be somewhere that %"m not at,
Or, that brown folks didn"t earn.
America, you cannot hide behind your putrid lies,
You stole this land from &%ndians&,
And damn near all them died...

Oh, beautiful, for patriot dreams...
Yet when awake, all knows;
clothe your lies in Tray'on"s cries
and. in (odney )in!"s, unendin! blows.
America, you feckless fraud, injected with racial cancer within;
keep on refusin! to see that you"re the cause;
then, kiss your ass !oodbye false friend.

*o +OT, rest in peace Tray'on, or any other pseudo reli!ious platitude,
-TO$P,, .latter the chains of the oppression of your people. Please, be the &/O*& that drops this corrupt
nation to it"s knees. -how the foolish, falseness of second amendment abuse, that has been contro'erted to
now promote mutually assured destruction of this nation"s youth.

0isten, this could !o on ad nauseam, %"ll stop here for now. %t is unfortunate that a country, the country of my
birth, claims it"s preeminence based on ancient lies.
0ies such as; &we hold these truths to be self e'ident&1 &2e the people&1 &3nalienable ri!hts& 1 &LIFE,
liberty and, the pursuit of happiness&1 and, that most de'astatin! pre'arication, &with liberty and justice for
all&.

Oh well, % !uess, all e4cept unarmed, teena!ed, brown boys, walkin! home in the rain, stalked by a paranoid
cracker, whose stren!th was not in his own ri!hteousness but, only; in the !un he used to kill and remo'e an
ima!inary, 56 year old, boo!ey man...
Tray'on li'es,

Kenneth W. Pitts, Sr.

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