They say love is blind
but my melanin is not
because black skin was all that was present
when george lost his life to a cop
black stood out
when we said our lives matter
black is all they see
when injustice leaves our brains splattered
you can’t justify racism
with “i don’t see color”
because this isn’t just my skin
it’s my culture
it’s all i have left
my only sort of identity
if you don’t see my blackness
you don’t see me

Dear Police,
My skin color isn’t a weapon
Although it seems like blackness
Is a gun in a white man’s perception
We are amazing
But don’t get enough time to show it
My brain functions as good as yours
Until you use your gun to blow it
How one black person acts
Shouldn’t ruin my reputation
You purposely attack my kind
And that’s the definition of discrimination
If you just let us live
You’d learn we are plentiful
But what you really don’t understand is
My black is beautiful.