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?
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