The judges gavel cracksMy head split in twoNotGuiltyInnocent slainYet cleared of all chargesOne more dropIn a swift moving river of blood
But this dropIs an oceanAn expanse stretching back 500 yearsNot the first nor the lastA steady stream of soulsEvery 28 hours releasedSlainIn cold bloodBy jackals who fear majesty
He was just a boyAnd we were just children watchingA farce on the screenKnock knockWhose there?MotherfuckerHis life was not a jokeAnd this is not justiceThis is a travestyA tragedy branded upon our scalpsI ask myselfAre you human?Are you made of rock?How do you not see this black boy slainHow do you not SEETake your face and press it against the glassOf his coffinGrab you by the wrist and force your hands to feelThe stillness of his chestPull your eyes open and show you what it looks likeTo mourn life
I am driven madBy this wonderingThe knot in my throatPushing me to desperationHow is your heart so coldYour mind so callousedYour conscious so numbThat you don’t see these livesHuman6 womenRepresentative of our worldThat sees blacknessAnd cowers in perpetual fearSees blackness and thinksCriminalBut they are not the onesWho crossed the oceanTo burn and steal and killThey are not the onesWho subjugated whole peopleThey are not the criminalsThese 6 womenAnd the lawyersAnd the judgesAnd their whitenessAre the criminalsMurderers allWhiteness is a hell of a drug
But I refuseTo lose any more sleepWorrying about white peopleThey don’t deserve my energyTodayI worry about my Black sisters and brothersTodayI wonder how we can eradicate anti-blacknessIn our communitiesIn myselfTodayI will do what I can to keep my lover safeTodayI remember TrayvonTodayI fight for Trayvon