A black fathers love
The most important person in his life was his daughter
He couldn't live without her
She was his whole heart
Life without her wasn't worth it
He reminisced on a life that slowly killed him
Weakened him
Mistreated him
But when he found out he was going to be a father
He felt like for him life had just started
He vowed she would have a better life than his
That he would protect her innocence
With his everything
He had hoped she would outlive him
But life could be cruel to little black kids
One moment She happily playing with her friends
The next moment She had been shot dead
A little black life taken because of hatred
This world disgusted him
He knew she wouldn't get justice
So he himself would get it instead
An eye for an eye
Was his motto
He stalked his daughters killers home
Only to realise he wasn't alone
He had a daughter of his own
He entered their home
Walking in
He raised his gun
And shot them
Theman who shot his daughter was a white man
Who died not because of being shot but because of his hatred
To black children
What once was was now red
I guess we aren't so different
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