DAY 9 ~ THE LAST THING HE SAID

THE LAST THING HE SAID


Are you okay?


They threw him down,

shot him ten times in the back.

They have no rules 

and they have guns.

The shock of yesterday

leaks out her eyes and courses

down her wrinkled cheeks.

Immigration was never the problem,

it's about punishment and control.

If this doesn't end here, 

it won't end anywhere.


Are you okay?




This isn't about immigration. It's about punishing and controlling this city and state. And you're up next, wherever you are. Don't forget that. If this doesn't end here, it won't end anywhere else.





ENOUGH. Minneapolis is devastated once again.

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