Justice Sees Color (2015-2016)

 

Picture boys and girls,
A continent divided into contours,
flesh like a color palette of history.
Noses, a perfect sphere,
nappy hair like fingerprints of ancestors
bleeding through time and heritage.

 

Shot in self-defense with their hands up,
gasping in the street surrounded by blue and badges,
laughing at all the black they painted red,
made into hashtags that fade into obscurity.

 

Little boys seeing more martyrs than role models.
Mothers looking to the sky as if trying to find a glimpse of their children in heaven,
the silence of an empty bedroom creeping through homes, trembling over surfaces.

 

Now tell these people all lives matter.