""There’s a storm coming, Mr. Wayne"
Is not a line written for a movie,
It is written for those broken and battered souls going against a war on terrorism, a war on racism
Gassing souls of the innocent because of the color of their skin
Tell me, when did extra melanin determine if you were human or not?
We all have graveyards growing inside of us,
but that poor girl you maced, those rubber bullets scraping against a young family’s skin and the police brutality being used for reaping the innocent, made a cemetery grow within their bones.
Don’t you dare tell me racism isn’t alive and well
Don’t you dare tell me these people in swat team armor hiding behind masks and guns aren’t cowards
Don’t you dare tell me the innocent souls being reaped from this earth deserve it,
don’t you dare say light skinned people are the real ones getting attacked
open your eyes
and realize if you think what’s happening is a gift from God,
I’ll be standing there, fighting those pigs, supporting the rebels
“Fuck that.” "