Showing posts with label concern. Show all posts
Showing posts with label concern. Show all posts

Sunday, December 7, 2014

My hands are up.



What’s a black life worth?

Do we qualify as human beings?

Are we lower than dirt?


Mr. officer what’s going through your head when you look in my eyes?

What it is it about me that  you despise?
My music isn’t loud.
My pants are above my waste.
I have a job.

When did it become your personal mission to make me fit the description?
I’m minding my own.
Mr. officer  why are you harassing me?
Please leave me alone.
Are you having a bad day?
Did you have trouble at home?
Is you’re your supervisor giving you hell?
Let me pass.
Let me be.
Why Mr. officer are you harassing me?
Why are you trying to harm me?
If you shoot me what will the story be?
He’s being aggressive.
He had a gun.
You saw the gun right?
Yeah right.
I just know my fresh spilled blood will make your night.
No need to draw your weapon.
I surrender.
I’m obeying your commands.
See I’m on the ground.
I surrender I give up.
Don’t shoot.
Look my hands are up. 
{BANG BANG BANG!!!!}

Rip James Garner,  Rip Mike Brown, Rip Tamir Rice, Rip Kimani Gray, Rip Nicholas Heyward Jr, Rip Ezel Ford,Rip Oscar Grant, Rip Tim Sandsburry, Rip John Crawford, Rip Ramorley Gram,Rip Trayvon Martin and all other unarmed black men killed by Law enforcement  in the US.
It is there sworn duty to serve and protect not to destroy and reject.

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HLH © 12/07/14

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Why sista?


Why do you roll your eyes and neck when you speak?/


Why are you worried what another female has on her feet?


Why do sneer or have your face knotted tight?


Why do you have your hands clinched in balls and ready to fight?


Why do you punish your tiny male version of me?


Why can't you let what lays lie and what is be?
why sista?


Why?


Why are you so damn angry?

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Why Brotha?


Why brotha do you swear so much?/


Why brotha are you quick to anger and even quicker to mistrust?/


Why do speak to your tender flower like a whore?
Why do you think openly expressing your emotions are gay?/


How come when your burden down with problems you turn to the bottle instread of pray?/


Why brotha do you blame the white man for all your short comings in life?/


Why do feel you must kill another to earn your stripes?/


Why is it that you have the craving to sleep with any woman you can find; yet are not truly content until you have bedded mine?/


Why educated brotha do you call me a thug?/


Why older brotha won't you show your younger brotha love?/


Why brotha are you so brazen, so arrogant, so bold?


Why brotha do you lack a zest for life?


Why brotha are you so damn cold?

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