Poetic justice, poetic justice

Not racial justice, Poetic justice

Speaking of racial, the case is crucial

Black people no longer getting ordered

But now being murdered

The last few years have been a real trial

But what pains us most is the denial

The claim and shout equality

But to them we are of no quality

I urge you if your skin is black

Always be alert, looking front and back

Thinking, who is my enemy? who is my foe?

If that hour comes, at what time will I go?

But I have a choice, o I have a choice

Will I hide or explode my voice

Will I fight for my equality and my right

Or will I let it be taken from me as fast as light.