My heart is beating but when I watch the news it slows
I’m smiling at my 7 yr old son but when I look at him… I’m not seeing him, I see the struggle
I smile with my eyes but tears escape from them and water him with sorrow
I birth him into a nation that hates him for living
I signed his death certificate and forfeited his birth certificate the day I conceived him
My son could be the next #Trayvon Martin simply because his skin is kissed by the sun
and he is the son from a long lineage of births… into destruction
When will the killing of black boys and men stop? My heart has already failed me. And stopped!
RIP Trayvon Martin
Beloved,
AWalk
