Dear Mr. Police, dear society

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I need help, too, at times,
but I’m afraid to call, then die,
by the hand that’s supposed
to protect me and my children’s lives.
How can I trust you when I know,
you were drilled to kill.
I’m driving my car, feeling like
I’ve just taken a suicide pill.
Can I really live freely,
when all I ever see
is how this country keeps violating my right
to be presumed innocent until proven guilty?
And whatever happened to
all humans are born free
and equal in rights and dignity?!
Am I not human to you,
is that why you shoot,
hunt me down, murder me
and execute
my sons and my daughters,
my sisters and brothers?
In my street alone
I know three mourning mothers
cuz their husbands and sons
caught bullets and cases.
I see scars on their hearts
and tears on their faces.
I live in a system
that from the very first plate,
has been offering me
poisonous pieces of cake.
with a little bit of freedom,
a few grains of truth,
a cup of false promises and
some salt for my bleeding wounds.
And yes, I ate, I was starving,
insecure and confused,
After centuries of being told
I’m just here to be preyed on and abused.
Thought of survival and hope
made me eat your cake,
Was blinded and believed
this time your offers wouldn’t be fake.
Now, here I am today,
I’m not weak, I’m not blind,
But I’m exhausted
cuz for a long, long time I’ve been trying to find
My true self, my place in this society,
which still loves to
discriminate against and hate me.
I am scared, paranoid,
don’t know where to go,
feel like I need protection
– cuz you never know.
Millions of mes feeling like
we been led astray,
And I ask you, if we traded places,
would you want me to do you the same way?