They think that cos they wearing badges that
its power, feeling it be like they wild west.
thinking they catching outlaws.
When they the ones letting the shots hit unarmed
hands on his head.
but they not moving as he shouted gun.
It wasn't even a mobile, they just trigger happy
in blue as the family was in black.
Tears aren't bringing his last word back,
last cherished thought his baby girl.
Tears fell silent as they had knees on his neck,
what the **** he dead
yet you thinking he needs cuffs,
morality took a side step.
No one is on their knee no more,
hands held at height trying
to reach the fallen to show that they
still being reached for.
I promise we ain't forgetting any fallen,
we'll reach high walking the streets.
They ain't holding pistols to this many.
Hands-on heads showing peaceful metaphors,
we shouldn't have to be scared
of a badge that's meant to protect
not a knee on a neck.
Or a gunshot on an unarmed person,
due to his demographical heritage.
another fell like a tree in a forest.
But every flower has a camera and nothing
falls silently anymore.
Someone said I was a seed that
would grow deep.
But you pulled me before I had
the chance to grow between the
fallen brothers that
But you quarantined me in this
Potted, you told me that I'd grow
further than the family
I'd left behind.
It was a moment
of concern that I'd never
reach the lengths of my brothers
and sisters. yet you put me
higher than they'd ever reach...
They fell beneath me,
But no ,matter who falls
were the same branch and we will
always reach further
than my silence as we'll always be
reaching further than
than the hate that tries to keep us
lower than the furthest branch
that we can grow from the desert of your
For some may think it of ******
but to protect the innocence
some blood may fall.
But when one is only bending
a knee to show,
that they may partly descend,
but will always stand up taller.
We must see that some times the glasses,
are tinted and we are in fact the extension
of not our ideals
but ones who only see no further than there power.
— The End —