Black and White

As I go to bed tonight another life passed by
Today a boy have died because he crossed the wrong street
Bullets flew into him...and exploded against his chest
People run to see, but when they saw the color of his skin, they shout:
“Let he die, it must be a thief!”

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Then they turned away and left his corpse on the street
Makes me wander: where is the crime in all of this?
Black and white only a matter of time for them to kill each other like natural enemies.

The next day I notice a crowd on that same street
It seems that somebody shots a family
Three bodies lay down on the ground the blood was red like yesterday!
But it seems that they’ve made a mistake…those people, tourists passing by
Killed by the color of their skin.
“Let them die…they are not from here…!”

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