She died in a body she hated

She died in a body she hated Her last memory was watching herself get assassinated How she died isolated Surrounded by a see of white faces Who stood there being witnesses To something that would be talked about across the ages Her blood had painted the pavement The cop stood there admiring his painting She died in a body she hated She didn't even get to experience the freedom Of what it's like to experience self love All her life she had spent her time being critical To her blackness Not only was her time stolen But she didn't get to experience the joy that comes from A black girl taking control And realising she was never the problem It was the system Who destroyed her self image And finally realising her blackness was a superpower She died in a body she hated The cause of death: racism She died in a body she hated Not realising the only reason they hated was because of their envy And jealous behaviour She died in a body she hated Without finally understand her full potential She died in a body she hated Before her life had even started