Next In Line

To be murdered and ridiculed on a grand stage No wonder so many blacks are in a state of rage Remaining cynical towards the so called opportunities of life that were promised Seems to always be stripped by the man’s ways By the man’s rules It’s like April’s got the game on lock pimping all of her fools. Desperation and frustration lead some to violently protest Now that ain’t that cool Funny how Blacks can show strength and numbers in time of death Can’t muster enough energy to see themselves through school Blame the white man for ever being so cruel Yet a common greeting can be “What up nigga!” Isn’t that a bit crude? We’ve done lost the battle, And I can’t even begin to fathom all the souls lost in this ongoing war WE ARE ALL TRAYVON MARTIN! But the questions now is Whose child will it be next being carried through those doors?