Black Lives Matter

Pop,Pop,Pop a bullet to his head,25 bullets before they pronounced him dead, blood flow n in the streets with they foot prints they engraved in the concrete, Mother's crying as more is dying, souls is aching because of all the Black lives they are taking,skittles,books,wallets n hands n the air even a wheel chair they scared because of the color of their black skin so they aim not to just shoot but to kill like they lives don't matter n like they want be missed but just swept under the rug, because they say he was on drugs but was that the case or his race, Yeah his Black life mattered,murder was n the case because it was a cop face,white as a sheet n had KKK written all over it, the Jude said the gloves don't fit so they get off with another hit after hit but the world not seeing it as it is that they just killed another Black kid.Picture they faces, remember their names, light a candle becaus Black Lives Matter~written by ya one n only MBA(c)