"You are a threat!"
An armed officer says

Me?
an unarmed person.

"Don't move! drop your weapon!

When did the colour of my skin become a weapon?
When did my locks turn to Glocks?
When did speaking up for myself become aggression?
How can I remain calm when you're yelling in my face?
Why do I have to pay crimes I did not commit?

How does suffocating me make you feel safe?
Why am I not more than the narrative you've told yourself over and over again?

Why do i have to press record to get justice?
Why does my supposed protection, attack me?
Why do I have to constantly explain to you that black lives matter?

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Black Kid vs The Stereotypes
Everytime you have commented on my colour,
Never did your thoughts went beyond what my skin colour is,
Maybe that is what your strength is,
You were scared thinking what if Black kid goes ahead of you,
That is why you always blindfolded yourself with a Black cloth regarding my capabilities when I tried to prove myself that I'm as good as the rest White Boys are,
For only thing I was visible to you was to make fun of me,
You were far matured than me, but you only chose to discourage me by giving me so many funny names, "Blackie, Black Crow, Coal Tar"
When you made fun of me, I kept myself busy every day with my hard work to be better version of myself everyday,
It was quiet easy for you to make fun of Black kids, because colour is always easily visible to you but not their capabilities,
What is that which you and your White kids were able to do and we Black guys were not?
Which led you to treat us in such disgusting manner,
Now answer me, what did you uproot with your "White" colour, which we couldn't do from our Black colour.

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