A TALE FROM A BROTHER IN HOOD

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Hidden by the darkness of this hood

Hidden by the confines of this neighborhood

I wish to be apart from the rest my kind

For I have become a one-pointer of a thousand lives...

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Masked in this sewn material of dust

Masqueraded but real to my thoughts

It's only I who knows how many thousand

Dresses of my kind I've shredded

For the brotherhood, the brotherhood in arms!

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Hidden by the darkness of my hood

The tickles of a gun disturb my hands

Shielded by dark

I'm yet to take another my kind

I'm yet to shred to pieces another dress like mine!

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