Black boy

Poor black boy. They don’t even know who you are.

The color of your skin,

What they see in their eyes. 
Judge, persecute, betray- then repeat. 

They don’t know you, but they already hate you. 
Poor black boy. 

I am the mother of one.

I want to love you up,

Forever and more. 
I can’t even write this without fear. 

Tears, hurt, anger…everything rolled into one.
Poor black boy.

You aren’t the only one. 

I teach you everyday, 

Instill in you the values that the media takes away. 
You are our future, yet endangered.

I wish I could tell each of you how great you are.

Regardless of your “IQ” or “IEP” you are the one with the strength to move nations. 
Poor black boy. 

I love you, but God loves you more. 

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