My hands are up don't shoot
my future lies before me
A legacy of kings and queens coming from me
You point that weapon in my face
like my life doesn't mean anything
like there's nothing to society that I can bring
I can be a doctor that can save your child's life
An officer that can protect your child from any harm
A teacher can spark their desire to learn
Does our mocha skin (that glows magically)
Does the fortitude in our stature petrify you
Is our intelligence infuriating too you?
What is it?
Please tell me what is your reason for
blocking our gratness
The regicide of a people that only wants to
So what's it gonna be?
You have the "power" in this moment
Will you let my potemtial greatness flourish
Or be the catalyst for my demise