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Eyes on him. God can't be seen in a thug. Love can't be found in the blackness. He is brown. Missouri 2019. 2 cops stopped him there. A third one came. Cop too close, hand on his gun. Full figure over his. Man pressed on railing. No one stopped. Perception. Hoodie. The car he drives. Green dented up Pontiac. Pants hang low. Auntie says maybe if he didn't carry himself that way...I still don't think that is a reason. Who do we become? When we choose not to see.