what is this place we call life
where i'm always stereotyped
is it my skin?
is my blackness offensive?
black bodies running for their lives
trying to survive this genocide
is it the way i dress?
is it the way i talk?
getting beat up on my own block
getting shot five times with a glock
i couldn't even say goodbye to my mama
i couldn't even say goodbye to anyone
so you tell me
what is life?
May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 8:39 PM UTC
what is this place we call life
where i'm always stereotyped
is it my skin?
is my blackness offensive?
black bodies running for their lives
trying to survive this genocide
is it the way i dress?
is it the way i talk?
getting beat up on my own block
getting shot five times with a glock
i couldn't even say goodbye to my mama
i couldn't even say goodbye to anyone
so you tell me
what is life?
a poem i did for school
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