I am a scavenger hunt for peace, 

I am a heart for justice, 

Yet my voice is filled with empathy but my friend cannot scream for sympathy.

 

We were in a cold hearted place,

Lives were shot down for being black,

My voice relied in a frame.

 

When I encountered the world injustice I pictured his name and voice,

He would always make me smile,

BLACK LIVES MATTER is what I screamed in my soul to be proud.

 

I am disguisted with the hate,

It clouded me when it came to one body but bullets know nobody.

 

The blood I saw hurt my soul,

But it taught me polices are cold,

They do not care if we live or die and as blacks we are our own secret spy.

 

BLACKS LIVES MATTER whether you believe it or not,

BLACK LIVES MATTER whether you see it or not,

BLACK LIVES MATTER whether you want to stand to achieve it or not.

 

I know my color have you hurting inside your head,

Can you imagine how I feel?,

Do you like seeing blood?

 

Hate don´t turn pain to love,

Blood does not make the body clear.

 

There are people hurting screaming for peace,

Lives are not having pride,

From this day forward my community will not hide,

Phones have a perfect image inside.

 

Justice holds within me,

You promised Martin Luther King freedom so there is no fear left in me,

Actions will be held in history,

Plans have been arranged I´m tired of playing games.