Black lives Matter

Everything that we do is a problem

They feel as if guns are the only way to 

solve them.

They don't want to see us in no caps and gowns.

They'll rather see us in a cell or six feet under gound.

Everytime I hear a siren I start to shake.

After Trayvon, then Mike

I started to take in consideration 

America wasn't made for you and me.

Because of our melanin we are minorities.

And this is sad because not much has changed

even after Martin Luther King, paved the way.

And I'm not going to apologize for being black

because I love my melanin for a matter of fact from my hair to my culture this is apart of me so

sorry America if you thought this was going to be an apology!

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
Our world


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