White Guns

Dear American cops,

 I'm going give you a white gun
because all the guns you have are black
And it's only being used to kill the blacks by white cops
Saying they are the long arm of the law
With even whiter politicians holding their hands when they draw,
Now sketch, the outline of a black body
Lying within white chalk lines with society racially blind,
Blindfolding justice while she balances the imbalance thoughts of the white mind
Sending us to the back of the bus without putting up discriminating signs,
Subtly changing our story with his story taking all the glory, and treating us poorly.
Using legal guns to illegally kill our sons,
So pass me my white gun
Cause all the guns are brown and black
And when man dead is that color him got,
So my white gun going have white seeking bullets
So when you pull it's,  the same colour getting shot
As a matter of fact
I'll go one up on that,
 I'll give you white uniforms with white hats, where my white sheets at?!
Imagine a daughter seeing her father get shot, not one time but four
And there was one the night before
The black life doesn’t matter, leaving them to fatter on the floor
The black gun barked not just once but times four...
The news says the shootings are 2 1/2 whites to one,
I guess that's a consolation for the 400 going 500 plus years of slavery in this land
Killing Malcolm and Martin because their words made blacks strong.
Your black guns cut down our men and it starts real young,
Killing the youths before they can bear fruits that’s totally wrong
So walk with your black guns but don’t forget the white ones
Let’s make every life matter and rewrite the wrongs.
Esquire