Black Live Matter

March 3, 2017
By , Pittsburgh, PA

Hands up
Turn around,
Black and red blood spattered on the ground,
He followed the orders his hands were up,
Everything happened so abrupt,
To some,
Little black boys our existence is a sin,
All they see is the brown color of our skin,
We aren’t even safe in our hometowns,
Police who we trust only aim to shoot us down,
So watch your backs and keep your heads up,
Stick together young men and wait for our comeup.

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