BLACK LIVES MATTtttt....

I wrote this poem after reflecting on every single way I have been personally gaslighted by non-black people, and the ways I have seen the media and others gaslight my community when it comes to our lives, our survival, and our chances at thriving amidst being suffocated by this country we call America.    From Womb To Tomb  This melody keeps ringing in my ear When I say Black Lives, You Say Matter,  Black Lives... No, If it’s so bad go back to Africa He’s an immigrant and look how well he’s doing I’ll never respect someone who does not honor the flag Y’all use the n-word with each other, why can’t we? It’s not a skin problem, it’s a sin problem Let’s not focus on the past Kumbaya, my Lord Stop being so lazy If Martin Luther King, Jr. was alive Y’all kill each other All lives matter Blue lives Matter I don’t see color You’re black, but not BLACK BLACK, you know? It’s not white privilege, it​'s white blessings There are some good cops out there Maybe they shouldn’t have run Stop pulling the race card Listen, if they loot, we shoot Is it really that serious?  You’ve gone too far.  And so far this song Is out of tune.