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