End game

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louisville, kentucky
United States
92114
United States

I was walking home the other day
Thinking of all the things that could happen to me in just a two minute walk
Because the color of my skin causes me to have a target that will forever be stitched on my back.

A walking target
A fifteen year old girl
But that isn’t what they would see.
“A suspicious black female with a large bag lurking in the streets” is how they would recall the scene.

Willingly pulling the trigger
A trigger happy cop with no remorse to think or stop
And ponder on
The effects of what he would be doing
Taking the life of a harmless child only so that he could feel that he was safe
For killing the enemy who wasn’t an enemy
“The more that go the less there is”
at least that's what he thinks in that psychopathic mind of his.

I was just trying to go home after a long school day but ended up getting pierced by a bullet in the back of my skull only because of the pigment of my skin.
Or was it the fact that my fro was too big?
Or the fact that my hips were too wide, the thickness in my thighs , the way i would walk with so much pride and had no desire to hide my melanin beauty?

In what country would this ever be right?
Being anxious every time you walk out the house?
Not knowing if you’ll come back home safe and sound?
Not knowing if you’ll hear on the news “another brown boy found”?

And even though you had no direct attachment to that boy you feel that pain.

I feel that pain.

My brothers and sisters all over this country are being slain with
no mercy
No rhyme
No reason

As if our ancestors backs weren’t broken to build this country
Like we aren’t still waiting for our reparations
Compensations
Restorations

Wait..
But didn’t slavery end over 100 years ago?
What about black on black crime?
ALL LIVES MATTER!

Susie you can say all of those things
all you want
but you’ll find the truth is
That ignorance is bliss and that’s a fact
But when me and my brothers and sister
Unite as one
Don’t be shocked and try to react
As if you didn’t know this day would come

Because we will be strong
We will get our reparations
We will see that justice is seen
And we will take back what was ours

So until then enjoy your white privilege
Bask in the moments in which you feel you are superior

Because I
No WE will be the ones who snatch those benefits from you
In the end game.

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