Strange fruits no longer hang from
trees;
Trees…with winds blowing their bloody
leaves.
Today…strange fruits are being lynched by
knees and guns;
Lynching knees and guns—filmed—killing
our beloved sons.
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Strange fruits no longer hang from
trees;
Trees…with winds blowing their bloody
leaves.
Today…strange fruits are being lynched by
knees and guns;
Lynching knees and guns—filmed—killing
our beloved sons.
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COMMENTS
jwins says: Yes sir! This is a haunting reality. An incredible sentiment of Ms. Lady Day. |
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mlowe5 says: Yes, she laid it out many rains ago. and we are still being pluck today! Peace and Love, mlowe. |
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mlowe5 says: ONE, love_supreme. Thanks. Peace and Love. |
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