Letter To America

America…

Hello,

I am fed up.

Fed up with being expected to lead your battles

While staying silent for mine.

Mine that consist of the countless black men and women fallen victim to senseless Killings by police officers.

*Pause*

This is the part where someone says, “Melanin, black on black crime is a thing.”

Honey, of course black on black crime is a thing.

What do you expect in a neighborhood that is predominantly black?

Just like in white neighborhoods.

Now let me tell you the difference.

The spotlight is on the black neighborhoods.

Why?

Because the hood is a project,

The project is a trap,

In the words of A1 Juug Trap Lives Matter.

In the eyes of the creator of the trap

Trap lives don’t matter.

Insert the flooding of drugs and weapons being used to turn the hood to a war zone.

Destined to kill the rose that grew from concrete,

But how can you stop the rose from growing back

When the roots are embedded deep in the soil?

You can’t.

Just like you cannot continue to expect us to be silent,

While watching our brothers, sisters, and children’s lives be taken.

Although silence is golden,

That silence ends now.