Black Men Dying

I wonder…I wonder why black men die

I think…

I think police use black men as target practice 
confusing black target silhouettes with black men 
I think police need to think before they press 
And stop thinking black men are less

I wonder…I wonder why black men die

Then I get it ... It's obvious 
when it's a white man 
No one has to cry

Cuz white men
They don't die

This is how it goes...

White man with a gun 
Let's talk this through son 

Black man with a gun 
Man you better not run

White man with a gun
Let's shoot him in the leg

Black man with a gun 
Oh my god, he's a powder keg

I think...

Police need to stop and think 
I need police to stop and think

What if that were your son, your husband, your friend 
Would you still think it's okay to shoot that man

When is the country going to wake up 
When is the country going to stop puttin' up

When is the country going to understand 
I am a man before you see the color of my skin

Don't you understand

I am a black MAN

melanated in an array of hues from cream to blue black
I breathe, I bleed, I cry

I read… 
I read the stories of how I better watch my back 
I read the stories of how I can be dead just cuz I'm black 
I read about the white man that went free 
I read that that's just never ever ever gonna be me

I fear for my life 
Every second of the day

I fear for my son 
Just being out to play

I fear for my life
Every second of the day

I fear for my young boy 
When he's just gone out to play

What's the matter with this world 
That thinks a black man's life is nothing

What's the matter with this world 
Just shoot him… I'm not bluffing

It's hard to understand
Why people don't understand 
I'm just like every other man
Trying to be following my own plan 

It doesn't include dying 
It doesn't include my mother crying 
It doesn't include anything else but me trying 
Trying to make my own way 
Trying to get through this day 
Trying to live my hopes and dreams

But yet it seems
That the white man just wants to make me

A meme