I'm Alone

Sitting here, pondering why I'm in this cell,



Wishing my accusers would take a train to hell,



I'm innocent I tell you, I did not comit this crime,



But locked up in this concrete box i can feel the waste of time,



It builds up all around me, a pressure in the air,



I'm in this cell because I'm black which isn't remotley fair,



One day when liberation comes for all the black around,



I know in my heart that the world will be more sound





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