For the land of the free

And the home

Of the Oppressed

Always neglect never rest

Shot five times in the chest

His three kids can’t rest

I can’t even go outside in a hoodie

Without the fear of being shot down

Can’t play my music loud without being gunned down

What happened to the world it’s full of hate

I feel like a black panther fighting in the 60’s resisting hate

Fathers, sons, and daughters

All drowned in racist waters

The world needs Maxine Walters

Feels like the government has me in quicksand

For the land of the free and

The home of the brave

I have one foot in the grave.