Dear Donald Trump

Dear Donald Trump,

I’m begging for change and no not the loose change in your pockets that my brothers and sisters call their annual bonus.

I’m asking you to change the way you see me.

Dear Donald Trump,

I’m asking for you to just, see me.

You turn a blind eye to my achievements but place a magnifying glass on my failures.

You fear me.

You train your men to beat my face black and blue

A black life only matters if I’m one of you,

If I bleed blue.

President Donald Trump do you hear me?

What is it about the colour of my skin that gets under yours?

What is it about the way I do my hair that makes yours stand up?

Dear Donald Trump,

It is MY brothers and sisters who are the forgotten paint pallet to your colourless canvas

Only together, can we make America Great.

Again, BLACK LIVES MATTER.