For the ones we lost.
Sep 7, 2018 · 1 min read
SARS men want to break the youth
Is it me or my hair they dread
Can’t walk in peace
I live in fear
cant take lean make me disappear
Since the government don’t wanna hear my pleas
rather take sides with the police
Put me under when I’m already down
Then tell me
‘fine boy, why won’t you smile’
Don’t tell me stories
I don’t need more news
don’t call me to talk
when I’m getting bruised
Tell me do you care for our lives?
We are the future
yet you watch us die.
