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Neglect to treat me different based on the presence of melanin

A poem concerning the riots and the underlying problem of not only police brutality but racism in the United States.

By Kenya JayePublished 4 years ago 2 min read
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Neglect to treat me different based on the presence of melanin
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There's a reason why we scream

Black Lives Matter.

Some would like us to pretend,

ignore the splatter

of our children's brains

or the

Injustice provided

by the same political brains

Who are supposed to train the

new cowboys

running unchecked in the hood.

They're rocking new hoods -

No more white sheets

2 hide their identity

They're wearing it on a uniform.

Should be plain 4 u to see

When the agencies

That seem 2 be slaughtering,

Stringing us up on a tree

Are most often called *insert city here* PD

Some mighty, Strange Fruit I've seen

From Baltimore to Waller County Texas

Where Sandra Bland took her last breath

Check this

I find it hard 2 breathe

When we get put to death

Seemingly

With impunity

We've been criminalized,

Incarcerated.

Minimal access to proper education

Due in part to the fact

That Chicago's

Still segregated

Politicians simply

Regurgitating

Same ol' rhetoric

So Nauseating

Instead of help

Figuring out how to redistribute the wealth

They offer us a good helping

Of villanization on the news

Make people who don't know us

Hate us too

We can't all be Olivia Pope

But there's no hope for change

When they make us all thugs

Call us names

Even claim that we're worthless

Most of the country

Built on our backs

Damn -

We sure serve a purpose.

Actually,

as time goes on

You'll see

we're a sea of humanity.

Do me a favor,

Don't tell me you don't see color.

Just say you see it,

Acknowledge it

and put some respeck

on that thang.

Just neglect

to treat me different

based on the presence

Of melanin

I'm telling 'em -

I'm telling the people

We are all created

Equal

So don't make eradicating prejudice

The long awaited sequel

to King's dream

Stay woke.

Stay present.

In the face of new hatred,

make your voice heard,

Scream.

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About the Creator

Kenya Jaye

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