Black Lives Matter, Too"Black Lives Matter doesn’t mean this fist, but it does mean resistWhen oppression and injustice are not up for discussionInsurrections and protections when wrongs aren’t corrected. It means black is equal, inherits the same rights,Liberties, protections, and the pursuit of happiness as whites

The Run"It’s the middle of the day, I know some are home,and they see and hear the wrong that’s going on.A Black man is being hunted on their street,That’s why no one calls in help for me.I hear the shots, three times I’m struck.I try and try, but I can’t get up.My head is lifted toward the sky, No pain, I’m riding the runner’s high.

Sometimes you have to tell the whole damn truth no matter how ugly and painful it may be. America needs to smell and sit in her own feces for a while and walk around and let the world see her stained rear end and cover its nose at the stench of her democracy.

American Soup"We've taken the lid off, the pot is boiling over.Watch yourself, don't touch itlest you burn and bear the scarsof that good ole American melting potthat’s cracking under the weight of its faux democracy.