My son is a Black male
If you saw him on the street you wouldn’t care that he is brilliant
You would see his baggy sweats and dri fit tee and assume the worse
My son is a Black male
If you saw him, you wouldn’t know that he is musically gifted
You would see his dyed hair and his sunglasses and think he must be a thug
My son is a Black male
If he passed you by, you wouldn’t recognize that he loves deeply and laughs loud
You would see his hat turned backward and the hood over his head and surmise that he must be hiding something
My son is a Black male
If he walked by, you wouldn’t think he could hold the cure for cancer or be the next great humanitarian
You would see his skin his beautiful brown skin and attempt to limit his potential
My son is a Black male
If you took the time to know him, you would know that his life is just as valuable as your children
You would see past his skin, his clothes and see his heart
My son is a Black male
If you stopped to really get to know him, you would know that he is not a threat to this country
You would see that he is a part of this country just like you
