As he walks in,

He sits amongst his peers,

Everyone he knows

He known through the years

He speaks, "I know you are new, let me tell ya something that I know would help you get through.

My name is Emmit Till, my life wasn't great, yet I was strong willed.

I did what I was told by my mother, interracial dating was taboo

If getting through the day wasn't hard enough.

I walked by this young lady, not to fancy her at all.

She lied above all else, ended up in my fall.

He sits down, and a young man stands,

Raises his arms, and raises his hands

I was caught under suspicion

Was attending school wanted to be a electrician

Had a unborn daughter and a wife

I was missing

50 shots to my soul, the devil was busy

Yet God was with me , and what happened is beyond my control.

My name is Sean Bell, A old man in a young soul.

"Its your turn son", Sean says

My name would not mean anything to you.

I'm just a 17 year old son and nephew,

Victim to a behavior that's not so new,

I'm just a young man that had a whole life to live through

Hate is taught not learned

Peace in the world is what I yearn

Where I can walk down a street

And move to the beat of my own drum

A hoodie and snacks is not a validation for who I am

I have two strikes against me,

A black man 

A success is what I strive to be

Now it ended up as a bitter memory.

He sits down and God stands up,

“You all are my sons, no matter what color you are,

I MADE YOU HOW YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO BE

you are  MY BLOOD AND MY FLESH, YOU SEE.

You are my angels so fly away with me,

This place called heaven is where you need to be.”