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We were talking, my friends and I About racism And how it works How it arcs through the air like a brick through the window of a mosque Whispers, shouts, chants, insults Stands in the way, won’t let you pass Sings so high it shatters glass Racism taunts, bears arms Passes down the chain of command Like an order being followed Racism hides, disguised Lingers longer than a kiss Racism lurks in doorways sneaks down alleys, and under doors, like zyklon B easy to miss if you don’t recognize the hi… Continue