Since you want to follow me
Follow me now
To a place of pure beauty
Way above the clouds
Since you wanna ask questions
Ask me wut am I doing here
Do I look suspicious to you now
Now that I'm covered in Godly gear
Armed with wings on my shoulder
I flee
Flee to a place where I could do me
Armed with love from my Godly father
Tucked in my waistband
Do I still look like I'm fully wasted
I'm now in a place where I am not judged
A place where I'm loved though dressed like a thug
A place where my hoodie has no one living in fear
A place where I can walk home and truly make it there
...I am #Trayvon Martin
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley-Daniels, 2012)
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