when do we put up the last flag of the year?

when do we stop treating her like she’s nothing to us?

how many names will we shout to the so darkened skies?

how many men will be shot down, and given new scars?

i know i will never understand

i’m not losing my mothers, and brothers, and sisters, and fathers

but we’re losing something else

we’re losing humanity

when will we stop normalizing the murders?

when the cops get off free without doubt or guilt in their hands

when will the boy stop crying over his father?

he’s got nothing left

stop putting these scars on our people

they aint doing nothing to us

stop demonizing a color

when there’s nothing left but us

another candlelight vigil

how many more can we take?

with ‘i can’t breathe’s and ‘don’t shoot’s and hands up

they’re screaming it in our face

we can’t just stop seeing color

that’s never how it’ll work

we just need a deep understanding

they ain’t doing nothing

they ain’t doing nothing to us