it's sad to think that
words have gotten to
the point where they hurt
so bad that it makes
some one so mad
enough to take a life
they hit like fist right
it's just a fight no one
should have to die
it's just a black eye
a busted lip a bloody
nose a few scrapes
and dirty clothes it's
washable life ain't
refundable
this generation ain't
listening to a word of
that they rather get
locked up than get
knocked out I wish I
were only exaggerating
I wish it was only
my imagination
I wish I was lying about
the truth but the
truth is they rather shoot
than put up them dukes
that's a issue that needs
to be dealt with in
every sense of the word
when black life matter
why is murder often the case