God bless the stolen lives of police terror and wannabe cops with guns.
Oscar Granta, Trayvon Martin and thousands more sent to heaven too young.
Past the skittles and iced tea so we can eat and drink in the name of the sun.
Life is to be lived to the fullest is what God and the Constitution say.
How many cowards believe in their right to intervene with their pathetic gunplay?
How many killers with badges and light skin have actually seen the hand of justice?
Suckers pulling triggers of racist hatred on brown skin.
How many victims were just kids?
Cowboys and Indians all over again but now we don't need arrows or knives.
Being black or brown is enough crime for bigots and bullets to destroy our lives.
Clowns claim self-defense or the mistake of thinking his own gun was a taser.
Darkness made the cell phone look like the gun just to trash our taxes paid for.
Do the fools realize that all these lies add fuel to the fire of humiliation?
As if the evidence in history don't paint the painful picture of the sick situation.
Cowards with power are deadly and dangerous around strong black and brown.
Gunpowder and steel give his field the strength his manhood never found.
Instead of working with reason and courage he chose to shoot the innocent down.
Danger, neighborhood watch and killer cops at large you're walking on deadly ground.
Internal investigations are bad jokes that take years to tell as the killers run free.
Cricket courts drop pathetic punch lines laughing at bail, nothing funny about our suffering.
Then they wonder why we're angry and don't trust the system or its faces.
Our parents built this house alongside yours so you get the sweet while we get the basement.
Families in pain wear black to remember the child that won't come back.
Those standing with God now should have never left our lives like that.
And I wonder what good hearted Americans will think about the case.
Heard many say that's what happens when you dress and walk that way.
But the books bear no laws against the tire or body language of any kind, dark or light.
While many laws protect our freedom to wear and walk just how we like.
How bright would their world be if their sons or daughters were sent to the slaughter?
Our wager had changed, a heart would set in their chest feeling their fruit become fodder.
So the question is can they put themselves in the shoes of their darker neighbors?
And will they listen to the ghost stories written by their would-be saviors?
For they choose to close their eyes to the reality we must survive as they drive by, especially at night.
The cops that walk and talk like them are often the demons arrived to take us to the other side.
Now we shed tears as they drink wine safely knowing they have nothing to fear.
America was made for them with violence they are blind to, but can hear loud and clear.
Regardless, our rest assured with the resistance and repercussion these episodes revealed.
The people will rise to the occasion of the oppression until the day our hearts heal.
Until the day redemption is as real as the sun in the sky and our relatives in graves.
We will fight for the promise America breaks with blood for we are the promise America made.
True justice will be our friend one day here on earth for we know that God is with us today.
We know that Trayvon in the sea of souls betrayed by America walks with us restless in heaven.
And the tears we shed have become rage and won't go away until the killers have paid for their offenses.
The children's death will not be in vain the people will rise when we taste too much blood.
All the laws and cops and courts will mean nothing as the cowards have nowhere to run.
But the laws of heaven we have already won.
Long live Trayvon Martin and all the victims of cowards with guns.
