This is a poetic piece called I want mine to matter. This is a poem that addresses the harsh realities of violence and police brutalities that has led to death, an effect that many inner city communities leaving a trail of sadness and hopelessness. It also touches on the injustice of the criminal justice system while painting vivid scenes of trauma.
I want mines to matter.
Revolutionary mind state, got to keep my people safe
See the riot gear and humvees, why you think we irate?
When peaceful protests become attack in the rest
Smoke screens for situations, the system won’t address.
Talking police brutality and unjust confinement
Because it’s sad when the traffic stop can leave you dead.
The last “I love you” leave to a moment of dread
Knowing if you black in America, it’s a risk
Handcuffs, poverty or death. It seems to come down to this
Or the whole race and bigotry equals fear.
I hate to see my daughters cry another tear,
Still from the cell, I can’t wipe away the pain,
Doing my best to reverse this life and change.
Cause if black lives matter, I want mines to matter
Investing in the positive me from nine to the latter.
I said, cause if black lives matter, I want mines to matter
investing in the positive me from nine to the latter.
I want mines to matter