What happened to equal justice?
What happened to being fair?
Im sitting here wondering if you people even care.
We both did wrong, but all he gets is a slap on the wrist, while I'm sitting here in this dark cell shivering from the mist.
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don't sound like justice at all, skin color i wished that was in the past great poem
i can relate to this all to well. in New York i am looked at by cops as a thug or criminal just cause im a lil darker than most. i feel you