Recently it's becoming hard to live life when you're a Minority,
As me being a black man puts in me in that Majority,
Of being so afraid and nervous even when we're just minding our Own,
There's a chance that our hearts can be stopped and explode with being fully Blown,
Into pieces scattered all over for everyone to be witnesses To,
Scary to say but you can be on the wrong side of the situation even when you did everything right as it seems like it doesn't matter what you Do,
Whether you comply and extend your Hands,
All the way up there's still a possibility that those bullets will be fired and directed in the area of your sacred Lands,
Hitting your head,arm,chest and stomach as you fall to the Floor,
Taking your last breaths with your last words being "Why did have to end like this with such Gore?",
What I just explained is what I think about in times like These,
Hoping that goes back to the old ways when things were handled with such Ease,
Praying to the man up above that whenever I get pulled over by the cops, he removes all Fright,
From me and also I pray that he makes sure that I stay safe and let's me make it home Tonight ..."
©jamaree
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