While I write this I wear my hoodie upon my head
So let this be said
Trayvon was a African American boy walking home from the store
Just barely walking through the door
Shot by a white man
This I can not stand
Mr.White Bitch say he was a thug
Bitch!
If he was a thug you are a dirty little white bug
Saying he had a gun
Funny thing though why didn't you run
Also if you were just neighborhood watch why did you have a gun
Also you assume that someone black wearing a hoodie is automatically is in a gang
Well damn the only bang
I heard was from you
Damn this is a code blue
Now I dedicated this poem to Trayvon
Rest In Paridise
Trayvon Martin
