Let's Talk About - Poem by Travis Johnson
I wonna know about
Why men say they’re good fathers
But don’t even know if their child is even breathing air
Did you hear about?
Females being pregnant with a baby
Shooting drugs up their veins they must not care
I’m tired of seeing
Kids being molested, hit, kicked, kids being tested
By the ones that is pose to show that they are there
I hate that
Kids are at home hungry
They lookin for a bite-open the frig and all they see is beer
I’m sorry that
Young people lose their life in these states slash cities
Before the hit the age of 20
If you think I won’t try to save one or any
TheN welcome to my transformation from anger to sh**ty
Can’t a baby sleep in a crib?
Without a stray bullet come straight to its dome
I heard a story
About a man that ran into a house
And shot up everybody that was home…
As a NATION
Are we really that bad?
Or are we so blind we don’t see what’s goin on
I wonna know
Is it impossible to take a step back?
Before we make a decision that is wrong
Why is there
So many cases and allegations
About people in our country being racist
Have you ever looked at our military faces?
The only color you would see is the color of our NATION
Why is it
When a black man shoots a white man
It’s on the news but they don’t say anything the next day jus quite
But why is it
If you change the scenario
You would see packed streets ready to f***** riot
Am I wrong to think this is wrong?
For both deaths we should be in the streets saying stop the violence
But I’m jus one man standing alone
But I have reinforcement coming to break the silence
I’m tired of these crazy issues and problems
Every day they play on the news
I want to be the person that stands up
No longer as a NATION we shouldn’t be able to hit the snooze
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