The Color Of Darkness

Our perceptions are irrelevant we are aware that they are not important

We are deceived that the world is making a change

But I feel like these officers practice with my face in the gun range

The laws are passed but we are still slaves 

We suffer but not from the chains.


You got these kids questioning what is wrong with their hair and skin

You shoot our black men in the streets 

But we're insane?

But why isn't it news anymore?

Could it be posible that we won this brutal war?

Protest after protest when will our screams and cries manifest ?

Seems like our wishes will never be met so you might 

as well buy a bullet proof vest.


Trayvon Martin, Philando Castile, Sandra Bland, Freddie Gray, Erick Garner

2019 and we still fight for a safe harbor 

Were innocent 

I swear 

But I guess our skin is getting darker

Aiyana Jones, Laquan Mcdonald, Oscar Grant, Rekia Boyd, Tamir Rice

Should I keep going?

These officers never payed their price.


Bullets after bullets 

What did I do wrong?

I tried to keep my eyes open

But I guess they made sure this is where I belong

My brothers are still in prison

Still innocent 

As I hear my last hearbeat 

I knew I became another hashtag 


But my brothers and sisters 

Rise from the pool of depression

We need a harmonic progression

Continue to fight but never show agression

In their eyes that is only transgression.  

This poem is about: 
Our world


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