Don’t shoot…
down his dreams
before he begins to believe
before he begins to see
before he leaves
He’s unarmed
unharmed by expectations
undaunted by limitations
unwavering,
just waiting
Give him space,
he’s pacing
Tired from chasing down doubts
constant accusation
and outs
no amount of assurance
no insurance
just endurance
He is a purist
Please don’t shoot
Little black boys have become target practice
their mothers forced to become activists
absentee fathers become advocates
or inactive
while the police laud them all
with laughter,
it’s fashion
Cell phone camera’s scream “ACTION”
but these ain’t actors
Its the music
Its the attitude
Its the sagging pants
Its the dread-locs
… But these ain’t factors
He is an addict
to capitalism
and orgasm
and momma’s religion
and television
So, please don’t shoot
him up
through intravenous means
without making sure that he knows
what intravenous means
he’s been drugged
through intravenous means
doubt
statistics
stereotypes
assumptions
conclusions
pressure
stressors
He is well acquainted with these
before he knows what any of it means
an antidote is what he needs
Please don’t shoot
videos that lead him astray
says the wrong things
and music the radio play
has the wrong theme
he is confusing comedy
with abuse
but celebrity makes it right
and the only way to choose
either live that life
or lose
so they say
But that is no excuse,
Don’t shoot,
Stop shooting down the competition
in attempt to abort their mission
STOP GUNNING DOWN OUR BROTHERS
because you don’t want to listen
and hear their TRUE STORY
or let them discover
what you and yours did
that is why you abhor him
because he is finding out
and you are too old,
to be hiding out
can’t keep up with the internet
or what him taltmbout
but why shoot?
Too many calls to 911
man down, R.I.P
and the Reason Is Police
Get it?
The reason he’s deceased
In front of his procession is awareness
In the distance is disbelief
we know how to be,
“FREEZE”
and saying “PLEASE”,
Don’t shoot.
-see
©2014 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet