Shots rang out

Many people began to shout

But the words fell onto deaf ears

A boy laid in the street

When all he wanted was a pack of swisher sweets

And the bullets took the life of a young man

Shots rang out

More people began to shout

But the words fell onto deaf ears

Wearing a hoodie

A boy went to go get some goodies

The night went south

And shots rang out

Many became angry

They wanted their baby back

While the perpetrator just sat and laughed

Shots rang out

People began to shout

But the words fell onto deaf ears

A hot summer day it was

When Michael Brown was killed, just because

His lifeless body sat in the street, while the police idled

Shots rang out

People began to march

But the action was seen by blind eyes

“I can’t breathe!”

Eric Garner wheezed, but the police kept on strangling

They mangled, strangled and shot countless others

But no one even bothers

To fix a system that is blatantly corrupt

I’ve about had enough

Hand me a ladder

So I can preach from this roof:

“BLACK LIVES MATTER!”