As a Black Man
I was told that I am created equal
After my first diploma,
College was the obvious sequel
However, I sit here questioning where I head
Struggling to come up with a valid reason
As to why I could get shot dead
For no crimes, no justifications
To hell this world is led
By the nonsense media that we’re fed
I fantasize about changing the world
But, What Can I Do?
Live my life, Mentor or Financially Contribute?
Will there ever be a time when the content of my character
Overrides my physical attributes?
Whether it be for jobs, relationships, or other pursuits
What do we tell our sons and daughters?
That if they test the oppressive waters of society
They will undoubtedly drown in the vicious ocean
That we call the “justice” system
In a world where people claim to not see color
Or don’t even acknowledge the ever-present racism
What Can I Do?