By: Trinity Green
Police officers trigger fingers get to itching at the sight of my brown skin.
Following the sight of my brown skin, the officers’ assumptions of me begin and
that might be the reason my life ends.
But see he’s gonna say
See she was walking with her hand in her pocket or see she was walking with something in her hands, what he really meant to say was she was so black so she looked suspicious
So see to him what he did was was right which meant he emptied out the clip
And left me limp
Enjoying the site of my brown skin beginning to paint with red blood
But see to my mother the officer will say it was accident
Just the wrong place and the wrong time
You know how it goes
But see we know it ain’t even close to being right
See my brown skin will be the reason i don’t make it home tonight
My brown skin might be the reason my mother is picking out a plot at the grave yard.
My brown skin might be the reason my mother will receive “sorry for your loss” cards
My brown skin might be the reason I die.
My brown skin just might be the reason why
So remember if they tell you it was suicide
That’s not the reason my spirit is floating in the sky
it’s just another one of their lies
another one of their myths
its 2017 and we as a people are tired of dealing with this