This isn't a poem
this is a protest
This isn't equality,
it's injustice.
America the brave
America the free,
Where were you,
When he said, "I can't breathe?
How are we
the leading examples
so rooted with prejudice,
it's time to turn tables.
How does one be such a threat,
at one hundred and thirty five feet
that they must be shot, Six times,
It a miraculous feat.
Since when did murderers get off
without trial,
I mean even Republicans
won't give denial
America the brave
America my foot,
where were you,
"Hands up, don't shoot"
Its not all lives matter,
we know the white ones already do,
it's about giving others
what they're due.
Black lives matter,
Martin Luther King
gave his speech fifty years ago,
yet we're still fighting.
Have you heard the policemen,
they have no remorse,
the literal demonization,
and its going to get worse.
unless we can stop it,
and I'm hoping we can
Mike wasn't a thief,
this god forsaken land.
How are we so quick to judge,
Russia, Korea, China and more,
yet we **** innocent people,
and racism soars.
You want change,
you're blaming Obama?
Change it yourself,
Family means ohana
Yeah that's A children's movie,
but wait a moment yet
we could learn a lot
from children I bet.
They don't have biases,
they're only three
in their small minds
everyone's free.
But thats not the truth
It's cold and hard,
just the bodies
of a bright future,
Mike Brown
of a boy with a hoodie
Trayvon Martin
of a Twelve year-old boy
Tamir Rice
of a husband and father of six children
Eric Garner
You won't be forgotten,
as long as this world I'm living in
as long as it goes on,
you'll always be thought of
and what might've been.
