Life is short

Life is short they say So you better make the most of it But what happens When that's not the case for everyone Where there are some Who are constantly changing freedom Whilst simultaneously hiding in the shadows Hoping to see tomorrow So how can one live life to the fullest When the odds are stacked against you But when you're black this is your reality A life controlled by anxiety Where our life is a puppet The strings are the shackles The puppet master is a system Where the audience are the racists And their laughs translate to racism Life is short but we have to spend it trying to survive Constantly trying to hide As if we were on the run from a crime The crime at hand being black As if our existence to them was an attack So yes life is short, but for us It's even shorter Where we are hunted for fun And our main focus is survival So I'll say it again Yes life is short, but for us It's even shorter