So was on my mind so thought I’d do a late night spoken word write up… I literally did it this morning if you want me to record it so you can understand the flow… let me know.
It’s funny how you hop onto a train
And you’re already making excuses for other people’s pre judgments so you sit down. Relax. You refrained to complain.
Momma will cry if you sees you in jail even if it’s not on you.
While a white man will go free because he happens to be insane… but that ain’t for you.
Ah YES I’m black so I guess it’s me that has to explain
Why being injected into society comes with a bitter dose of pain
I been
Socially distanced from before quarantine
Assumed drug dealer before seventeen
Young girls depressed before they sweet sixteen
And 15 times
Your complexion is dirty even though his stripes have made me clean
Never been accepted because my surname waves green white and green
I mean
Why am I tired
Or why would her aggression to succeed get her fired
Why does my skin prevent me from getting hired
Why is it that I need to put something on fire before you force an ear to my desire
I enquired about hope
I enquired about equality
It’s simple maths
You’ll get your all lives matter
When our black lives matter
Focus not on the former
Let your mind lather on the latter
I seen
The unfair, the bad and ugly
Oh big lips is now in session?
It was disgusting in school but that’s an ignored memory
Got on the bus only to get told to go back to ya bloody country
We are forced against ourselves in the land of milk and honey
Made to fight over only one cheque of BAME money
So Yes some of us are loud
And some became greedy
You starved them
We was hungry
And yes some of us are violent
You haven’t listened and they putting it bluntly
It’s not dumb to want to be free
It’s not fun to see what I see
I can’t ask you to be me
But I still hope you take a knee.