Black lives matter

We're not supposed to talk about it Talk about how racism still exists We're supposed to hang our heads low And not let our anger show They expect us to just endure The beatings, the murders, the torture The same ones who should protect and serve They don't think the black man deserves Deserves the respect, deserves his rights And what are we supposed to do Sit back and not fight I fear for my future son To have to explain to him That there's no such thing As equality Not in this world They only see what they choose to see The color you appear to be The brown skin on your outer being Who you are doesn't mean a thing Because to them you're just another "" on the streets And the badge they carry will protect them From all of the violence The violence they are creating to begin with But my dear future son Always hold on and stay strong For you will know better That black lives matter.