I Do Not Care
This poem was written about and incident where a white cop shot a 10 year old black boy, he was found innocent even though everyone knew he did it. In class we had to write from any point of view and I chose the point of view of the cop.
And with this gun inside my hand,
A crime not done, I do not care,
Those eyes so mocking, deep and dark,
This colors bad, I have been taught.
Not age, nor height I don’t take in,
As I scream those words, a fateful sin,
Die you little mother f***er, and a tear falls down,
With fear in his eyes I can’t be bound.
Now trial day, I take the stand,
Not fear, nor regret that can be shown,
With a white jury there, with one lone black,
I know I’ll win, and not held back.
I know what I’ve done,
I do not care,
that’s one more gone,
So don’t you fear.
Comments about this poem (I Do Not Care by Samantha Desmond )
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