My world was torn into shambles, you see
A shattered version of what once was me
Why is my life Hell? It used to be fine
Because of a shade of skin that was mine
The white men are merciless to my kind
Their hate and power put me in a bind
Miss Jones was arrested; Mister Jones too
If they were white, they would have grounds to sue
This isn’t fair; when will all of this change?
This must end now, or our deaths they’ll arrange
*DISCLAIMER* I am not African-American. I am simply telling this story from the point of view of one.