Fighting for Justice

My heart was beating, “Run! Run! Run!”

As I saw them aiming at me with a gun

The sound of gunshots made me freeze,

Yet I ran into the forest, hiding among the trees.

Suddenly a bullet pierced through my skin,

And I turned back to see an armed man grin

My mind was in chaos, my mind was in a rush,

That I fell like a coward, beside a bush.

I was bloating and bleeding, seized with terror,

As I heard them yell, “Find her! Find her!”

I held my breath tight, and heard one say, “I guess she died.”

No, I was alive; well, I had survived.

We never broke into a house, we never stole a dime,

We did no harm, we did no crime

Our hard work made you good buck,

And to be shot, is our bad luck.

Do something to change our fate,

Or we shall all soon vanish at this rate.

It’s time to change this prejudice,

For this isn’t for you or me, but for justice.