
About My Son

I want to tell you about my son
Because he’s really smart and he gets straight A’s
Because he’s an athlete and he’s funny and kind
I want to tell you about my son
Because he’s never said a curse word in front of his mother
Never come home drunk or high
Never punched a wall or driven too fast
I want to tell you about my son because he’s tall too tall for his age
Too big too strong too present
Because he’s too beautiful
He’s too young
His parents from and land of water and sun
But his skin is too dark
Someone will see him
Someone will notice
I’m scared I’m scared I’m scared
If something happens they’ll say he asked for it
He deserved it because he had something on him he didn’t have
Because he’s a bad kid and nobody knew
But I want to tell you now, none of it’s true
Just in case
Just in case
Because I’m worried everyday
We’re worried every day
We’re tired every day
We’re angry every day
Angrier and angrier
So, I want to tell you about my son
Because he’s good and he’s kind
But even if he wasn’t
His skin isn’t reason enough
For him to die