I can see why they are afraid of you

Standing tall and firm

Strong and educated to say the least

Your posture hosting muscles and tone

Hidden strength passed down from the ancestor of the slave

Beaten and tortured from hard labor

Your situation is common and judged right from birth

You didn't have a chance even if you did extinguish all options

As you commute to your destination

Your attention is elsewhere

But you have been targeted and profiled with each step you take

Stalked like a prey in the African Sahara

You continue your walk, conversation and food

When alerted by your senses your response is too late

With the trigger in place and target locked

You rest in peace forcibly and leave the community to resuscitate your life...