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    A black father recounts taking his son to the mall for a bonding day. On their walk home, the son receives a phone call from his mother and is shot dead by a white police officer before he can answer. The father sues the officer for murder but despite providing evidence, his case is unsuccessful due to racial bias in the justice system. Overcome with grief and anger at the unjust verdict, the father takes justice into his own hands and kills the officer.

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    A black father recounts taking his son to the mall for a bonding day. On their walk home, the son receives a phone call from his mother and is shot dead by a white police officer before he can answer. The father sues the officer for murder but despite providing evidence, his case is unsuccessful due to racial bias in the justice system. Overcome with grief and anger at the unjust verdict, the father takes justice into his own hands and kills the officer.

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    A black father recounts taking his son to the mall for a bonding day. On their walk home, the son receives a phone call from his mother and is shot dead by a white police officer before he can answer. The father sues the officer for murder but despite providing evidence, his case is unsuccessful due to racial bias in the justice system. Overcome with grief and anger at the unjust verdict, the father takes justice into his own hands and kills the officer.

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    A black father recounts taking his son to the mall for a bonding day. On their walk home, the son receives a phone call from his mother and is shot dead by a white police officer before he can answer. The father sues the officer for murder but despite providing evidence, his case is unsuccessful due to racial bias in the justice system. Overcome with grief and anger at the unjust verdict, the father takes justice into his own hands and kills the officer.

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    A typical day in this white man's land, where people like me are left to fend for themselves

    on the crumbs of capitalists, suffering, struggling, and dying. Here, they treat us practically
    like animals and even some part of me believes that they think of us as creatures, maybe as
    apes or even monkeys. They call this place "the land of the free," but I still feel constrained
    by the shackles on my feet because I am not treated the same as someone who is as pale
    as the cotton in the fields.
    Everything I possess in this life is from hard labor, sweat, and tears, and they took it all
    away from me in the blink of an eye. My beloved son and I were just taking a casual stroll
    along the busy cityside, bonding as father and son. I took him to the mall, where we bought
    him clothes and, of course, his favorite cuisine. I did everything I could to provide him with
    the finest life possible, no matter the cost because he deserved it. He deserved it all, and as
    his father, I was proud to witness the humble man he was maturing into. He was always
    willing to help, was studious, diligent, and, of course, handsome and his future was certainly
    bright. But what happened next was something I would've never expected.
    As we continued our journey through the city, my son's phone began to ring. Expecting a
    call from his mother, who is flying to visit him soon, he grabbed his phone out of his pocket
    with such urgency and excitement, but before he could even move an inch again, I saw him
    collapse as I witnessed a quick bright spark flash in front of me, accompanied by a sudden
    deafening sound. For a split second, I thought I saw heaven, but instead I saw hell, my
    precious son bleeding on the ground, blood gushing out of his chest as he gasped for air. At
    this point, I felt helpless as I began to stammer, with unintelligible sentences running off my
    tongue, as if my world had turned upside down. With all my heartbreak and tears streaming
    down my face, I looked up to see who could possibly do such a thing, and I saw a
    fair-skinned officer with his rifle leveled at my innocent son. I stared him down and screamed
    "Why?, Why?" till my lungs were weary and I couldn't function anymore. I assumed my child
    had received a call from his mother, but it turned out to be God calling him home. After
    witnesses called for help, an ambulance arrived and brought him to the nearest hospital,
    where he was pronounced dead on arrival. However in my rage, I immediately requested
    information on the officer who shot my son and promptly filed a lawsuit.
    After weeks full of sorrow and pain, I finally appeared in court for a hearing against the
    officer, whose name was allegedly Sam Joseph, assigned to District 022. I gathered all the
    evidence I could to get justice for my son; I brought the witnesses, I had video footage of the
    incident, and I had all I could to defend my son. Everything except the right skin colour.
    Officer Sam pleaded not guilty to the crime because he felt my son was going to pull out a
    gun, claiming he shot him in self-defense, and it appeared as if the court believed every
    single word he said as they nodded in sympathy and agreement. Regardless of what i said,
    there was nothing i could do to change the judge's mind. No matter how much I cried,
    pleaded, and begged, nothing worked. But what did you expect? What can a poor,
    dark-skinned man do against such powerful men? All I wanted was some closure, but
    instead, I got more exposure to this corrupted system. The verdict was "not guilty" so Sam
    stepped out of the courtroom a free man so I killed that nigga with an axe to his head. The
    end.

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