I’m draped in pride, Not in blood

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Nay, I say, I ain’t a criminal
They burnt my house
I swear, I saw the smoke evoke                    
Black, and misty it surrounded
I cried until my lungs burnt
In the mist a red lurked
A woman’s voice, mother she was
A man in black ran for cause
Caught in spear his body lumped
He fell, his face in pain, still my dad

Nay, I ain’t a criminal
No, it wasn’t my kill
Burning lungs, dismembered heart
Was all I wanted to alleviate
A mother’s heart, father’s pride
Was all I wanted to emancipate

Nay, I ain’t a criminal
And yet I let you choke me
With respectful, peaceful white ropes
Around my nape -draped in pride

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