Gold grill,
Skittles,
Obscene
Words exchanged.
Hooded
Stereotypes
Drinking
Iced tea.
Cell phones,
Girlfriends,
Tools of the
Trade
Dangling from
Backpacks.
Stereotypes threaten.
Stereotypes push back.
A pop.
Silence.
Blood runs
Hot
Then cold.
Prophet in death.
Loss in life.
I am
Injustice
And I
Am
To blame.
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