Don't Stop; "Don't, Stop"
Faith is strong doubts
Like fear, are crippling
Still we fight and we
DON'T STOP
The color of my skin
Is no sin so i
Won't stop.
His hands clearly up in sight
But all you can tell's
The "suspect's" a black male.
One shot
no warning
Sixth shot
He yells
DONT, STOP
Hands clearly,still in the air
As he grasp for it
Struggles to fill his lungs
You say you thought
You saw a gun
You said you were certian
You saw him lunge
In some agressive way
So with his life
He had to pay
Remember, "Dont, Stop"
And Don't Stop
Until change
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world