My skin my fate by Sheltial Green

They call it justice ( just +us)
It should be called just them
Especially if I am going to be tried & trialed
For the color of my skin
You say fair are you talking Snow White
Because me entering a court is a constant fight
But fair is free from bias
Sounds like the fair man liars
I can accept responsibility
If I a crime I committed
With a jury of peers and sneers
Why should I fear my outcome here
Please tell me color is really blind
Will I get the same time
For the same crime…..Nevermind
You can’t see
Just racist beasts
Your solution a slave institution
More world mind pollution
My color in court a sin
My chances of jail time not so slim
I lose you win
I can stand and be proud
but I will still be tried and trialed
My loud voice not heard
Not even one word
You skin concentrate
Heart full of hate
My skin
My fate

Author: Open Mic

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