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I can’t breathe when you look at me like I’m a piece of….
I can’t breathe each time you cross over the other side of the road clutching your handbag tight
I can’t breathe when the security guard follows me around more than anyone else who has come to shop
I can’t breathe when I have the qualification but my shade brings disqualification from the position
I can’t breathe when:
My very existence is denied
My darkness I cannot hide
First Class i’m not permitted to ride
In the shadeless I cannot confide
A lamb to the slaughter am I
Your knee pressed on my throat leaves me wondering why
You hate me so much that my hopes, dreams and spirit must die
But then I remember this is not how the story ends
For there is coming a day my Saviour will come with healing in His wings
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