EQUALITY

Born with crowns upon our heads

• Our strength and magic spreads

• Brother, do not cut your fade

• From deep roots and black skin

• You were made

• We are blessed with the stress

• Of questioning who will be next?

• Wondering if it will ever end

• The never-ending slaughter of our kin

• However hard that they may try

• This rich dark skin will never die

• With grace we will fight

• Heads held high; radiating light

• They may spew hatred and pass us by

• But our beauty and talent still will rise

• Dr. King truly said it best

• Never will there be a content rest

• with no underlying causes and only effects

• So We Can’t Breathe and continue to proclaim

• Hands Up Don’t Shoot, please Say Her Name

• Maybe there will be an answer

• With the reasons and the why

• But until then our BLACK LIVES MATTER

You will always hear our cry