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I did not insult some prophet.
I did nothing but exist.
Yet my crying mother holds me while I'm bleeding from my chest.

European white men shot at work.
Worldwide public sympathy.
Who cares about my demise?
Who's marching for me and my agony?

Freedom of speech.
Lack of respect.
Status quo breached.
Fear from neglect.

I did not disdain and hurt.
I did not abase and kill.
Solidarity. A borrowed word.
Cameras refuse to film.

Europeans massacred.
They were seventeen.
We may not die in freedom's name.
But thousands suffer just like me.

Freedom of speech.
Lack of respect.
Creating your enemy.
Denying the facts.

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from Peace Was Never An Option, released January 11, 2016

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