Red: Anger, distrust, fire all I see is red
We matter yes the ones with brown skin
The ones who comply
And we just die and
There's no justice
The ones who reach for wallets and there's no justice
Pulled over for cigarettes and still get no justice
The ones who walk home to our own apartments and still no justice
I remember that day, that day so vividly
Never cried so hard, I couldn't even breathe, that name going across my screen, That was the day I realized
Alton could've easily been me
No Justice, No Peace
Until you decide to STOP
KILLING ME
Silence complicit, Silence submissive
