to whoever it doesnt concern

Dear whoever isn't concerned,

You see,

I was born in this nation but never explained the correlation between the shades

and all of it's

corresponding privation,

And how my shade makes me "shady"?

But I was still taught to praise what God gave me

and how he made me

but I can't seem to see the beauty in it when I'm crying for my God to save me,

Because His white light was innocent, pure and holy,

But I cower from those lights and whites and I beg for my mom to hold me

As they scold me and if this were another time they would have already chained me up and sold me,

And yes; history does repeat, with iron chains on dark wrists,

bleeding backs with red slits,

and black men throwing fits From,

dark cells they can't leave,

in chokeholds they can't breathe,

and ultimately in front of open caskets so those can grieve,

You see, seismic shocks were sent through generations of unwavering indignation through terms of racial litigation stemming since a Birth of a Nation!

300 years ago they forced us to build this nation it was all we could!

And not a hundred years later we were trampled on by white hoods

Of a, slave tilling,

racial killing,

blood spilling gang that's free to prosper and to stalk,

But catch me with a hood on, on the block and two gun shots later and I’m dead on the sidewalk,

But Hey, he looked like a threat and it kinda looked like a gun,

So for fun, Let's see how many niggers we can kill before the 9 to 5 is done,

Cop jokes!

Except it’s not,

Because the Tally marks fill like whip marks on my back,

they say that black doesn't crack but they've never seen a black person crack until their child is gunned down after a police brutality attack,

So tell me, what two fifths you have that make you better than me,

What don't I see that makes me hate me and wish that I were any other color

because I don't want to end up like my late brother, bleeding and left to suffer in the arms of his broken mother holding onto her because he loves her,

Because now he's now gone,

And this room is filled with broken faces cause this kid was going places and you erased his chance to replace this stereotypical lifestyle because he didn't embrace this?

So how the hell are we supposed to leave this life that we were received in order to achieve whatever that we believe if you can't stop

I want you to understand that we constantly live through trials and tribulations just to be subjected to social damnation and racial subjugation when we are no worse than god’s white creations,

We may look a little bit different, but our hearts all the same,

we want to succeed and do big things without being called hateful names,

I want to be given the same rights and not profiled for my tone,

I don't want my parents already reserving  cemeteries and head stones,

I want to walk by without women clutching their purses and their keys ,

Without cops patting me down and forcing me on my knees,

It's funny, I, uh, really used to think that freedom was red, white and blue,

But what about when it's the whites wearing blue that's spilling red out from you?

So nowadays I always carry myself a glock cause I have to protect myself from those "protecting the block"

And I'm shocked,

because now I am really a threat

And If I shoot first, it's true, you give and then you get,

so maybe I am living a scripted life with stereotypes I should follow,

maybe this racist thing is how life is, the truth is hard to swallow,

I always looked up to a better life, I looked up to tomorrow,

But tomorrow doesn't exist, it's false hope for those who sorrow,

So as everything falls apart, our social world and broken hearts,

I beg of you to please see this through,

so maybe then we can start anew...

Thank you