Venting

People that look like me are dying, 
you still want me to lift every voice and sing? 
I'm sorry grandma, granddaddy, but I didn't know Dr. King! 

I've never been taught to protest in silence, 
all I see on the television lately is violence. 

You're kidding right? You still want me to let freedom ring? 
I'm not free; all I know is tears and home going. 

You still want me to lift my voice? 
Thanks Brother Malcolm! Landing on Plymouth Rock was not my people choice! 

They want us to stand and show pride for 50 Stars and 13 Stripes 
all lives matter but, excuse me my pale brother, can you locate black in your genotype? 

Years of oppression has caused so much bitterness, 
it's depressing that blood has to be shed for my people to see their deliverance.

By: De'JahNay

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