Trayvon Martin

Suspicious, what a way to describe you.

I am suspicious, too.

I walk around black

and wear a hoodie so I "slang clack."


Why can't I wear this 'cause I'm cold?

Afterall in stores that's how it's sold.

I just like this design.

This ain't no gang of mine.


Showing a cautious distrust of someone or something.

Now that's suspicious you know what I mean?

Sooo were you showing that charcteristic?

You truly know the answer to it.


You were a youngster

not a gangster

You were studious

not disastrous


Please know Mr. Martin

you are never forgotten.


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