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Police brutality

I it’s not a myth,

You’ll find out

If you try and resist,

Overstepping their powers

And inflicting pain,

In those who they decide to blame,

For peaceful protesting

Or for minor crimes,

It’s always the poor

And the peaceful

They come down on each time,

If they decide we cross the line,

Of what they think is acceptabl

Taser you, beat you

And push you down on the floor,

Put a knee on your neck

And keep you firmly in check,

The government bully boys

Who dressed in blue,

Coming down hard on me and you

With their racist and callous ideals,

They brutalise people in truth

Using force they’re not authorised to use,

Doing things nobody should do,

And when the force of law becomes the law of force

They no long serve and protect

Which is what they’re paid to do.