I could not believe when I heard it on the news

That you were locked up for a spliff,

A misdemeanor

Before your mother could bail you

Emergency

She found you beaten, unblemished left in a coma.

The message that is been sent by the authorities

Not that I condone breaking the law

However do not be caught smoking or in possession

Of Marijuana

A God made herb

However, you can smoke in the confinements of home a cigarette

Which in long term puncture your lungs

Bore holes in your windpipe

Hey, what is up with that?

I heard you died, the so call police justice con forum they could not tell it straight

Did you die from falling off a bunk bed?

Beaten by in mates or by cops

Which is the story?

However, from what many speculate of who perpetuate

The suspects considered seems hazy

I personally do not pick sides

I am for justice does not matter whom it serves as long it is served honestly.

However, one wonders why this kid was locked up

For a misdemeanor

Denied bail

Found dead

Claimed to be without scratches

Is it psychologically or professionally done?

Was it arranged now blamed by the mute and deranged?

I blame the system

I blame us

We never stood up when our rights were violated

We stood by and became voiceless

Hopeless

We allowed it to reach thus far

We cry has if it was sudden

As if we did not know this day was coming

We forget things so easily

Nine-day wonder

Politicians jumping on this to score extra votes

Who sees the illusions?

Locked in manipulation

While many so call justice groups are missing in action

This is beyond murder, brutality and spliff

It’s a bunch of things fused with aggression

A reflection of us has a society and people

Therefore, the temperature rises

I feel the tension and I know

Its coming

This is the spark for a revolution.

Christena AV Williams