This piece is dedicated to:
Atatiana Jefferson and Botham Jean, and all fallen soldiers who were unjustly killed by police.
Comin for me guns drawn, what's the cause?
EYE pause...
Peep the plot to exterminate dark skin fate. Not safe in our own homes, bullets roam from hot barrels held in hands of boyz in blue. Constantly aimed at you ready to shoot it
Black lives matter a joke!
Choke back narratives of transparency when lives are apparently terminated locked in gun sites. Center mass in sight squeeze triggers that delivers death sentences in an instant
Defenseless against eyes that see melanin skin tones as a threat, your far fetched ideologies fear we threaten your power
As we're killed
Every year...
Every month...
Everyday...
Every awakening hour...
Cower inside when red and blue lights trail behind our cars, thinking will EYE make it home?
But home these days not safe, lives are erased behind doors and streets, knee deep in sh@t everywhere we go
Weary of hearing dialogue and excuses, as a family looses another loved one, by the gun your suppose to serve and protect
Mind complexed...
Wondering will EYE be next, sealed in body bag and tagged
Another statistic...
Another story...
Another allegory tale, when police sirens wails coming for you
Trapped
RonnieL