Some kids fear the dark the cold lonely feeling it brings
Some kids are scared of monsters hiding in their closets
Under the bed the bed poking through the springs
But brown kids see ghosts but our ghosts are real
Now you're thinking ghosts don't exist but these ghosts have invisibility of a different kind
The ghosts we see wear hoods, masks, and sometimes a badge
No getting your parents these ghosts would kill mom and dad
Maybe you have seen them but its never the same
For when we point them out we're thought crazy and shamed
There's no such thing as ghosts they say
He didn't mean it they say
She wouldn't do that they say
Ghosts are figments of the brain you are just imagining things
But we know ghosts possess people and the spirit lives on
The ghosts change form, a wolf in wolf's clothing
But when its in your face I guess its hard to see
Brown kids see ghosts so they get angry
Brown kids see ghosts so they become terrified
Brown kids live in the same world but are stuck on the other side
To be brown is to haunted by those alive and dead
Some ghost have black skin and hallowed eyes
Some ghosts are our demons insanity immortalized
Brown kids see ghost and there's no Bill Murray to save the day
Brown kids live with ghosts every day and no one sees a thing
About the Creator
Jarid Braddock
Aspiring writer from the Bronx. 22 years old and looking to get into sceenwriting and more
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