Black Black
Yes, I am Black
That doesn’t mean I am vulnerable to attack.
I am just like you, a human, red blood, emotion, and a moving figure
Why do you treat me like I am about to pull a trigger?
I did not create sagging,
I did not create gang banging.
So why would you want to assume the worst about me?
To get me jailed, tortured, and then to set me free?
My shadow is scared to walk beside me.
Yes, because my shadow is Black.
Walking to school to get my education, and they want to search my backpack.
It doesn’t matter how long you live, but the way you live.
Having and living life is my greatest gift.
People are scared to accept their ethnicity,
because the color of your skin determines your destiny.
But my destiny is to stay strong.
We are not perfect, we all have done wrong.
We all don’t shine, but when we spot success
We will surely climb.
Getting an education to make a legal “dime” is not for them,
they prefer to see us do crime.
Our first step as males is to have a respectful personality,
pull up our pants and let us all face reality and understand that a man can’t.
If you are passing by and you are Black, think again.
If you want to stop
You will have more fingerprints than you ever had in your paint book.
They will throw you in jail, and treat you like dirt.
This is not about the rhyme, because I would surely do it all the time.
But thank you if I have kept your attention.
Being Black was not a choice or intention.
I am already, there is no correction.
I will keep living up! No way my life will be in a recession!
