Trevon Talk To Me Marton
"Gone to soon", *gone*...simply trying to get back home from the
convience store. {Trevon Marton} "talk to me, cause there is no knock
at your door.." "Daddy I'm home...what parent doesn't love to hear
those words as their kid comes back from the store, but instead of good
new's"........"another black-life is taken, someone who skin happens to be
black will never again....knock on their own front door."
Year's before...{cause} the skin is black, three white (men) see's a man
and with a rope...drags him around and around a large field...(they laugh
at him) one say's.."let's kill us a...n-(word)and the skin is black...."another
mother's son will not be eating dinner with the family tonight". *(Trevon...
..."talk to me)*...Trevon Marton..."I hear you as you're wondering....WHY-why
is this happening to me. "I have no answer's my son, all I know is that it--it it
It's just isn't right." "The skin is black...*(Trevon)*...."for you will not be eating
dinner w/your family tonight.."
"No it is not right, a man is hung in a tree, a group of men with whitehoods on,
laugh at him, (he's) struggeling for his last breathe...and his/her skin is black...
.."talk to me...who's to say anything is at equal this-night.." Trevon...*talk to me*..
..tell me..where does it hurt, because the hooded sweatshirt you're wearing (means)
that you are a demon...so a white(man)hispanic kill you, and injustice is done and
though you seek release..."(there is no Justice, there is no Peace..).. "
Copyright © John Streeter | Year Posted 2013
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