What We Do

Go ahead and shoot.

No need to say, “My Brotha.”
No need to plea for life.
So many fought to be free Slaves.
So many died for rights.

Who am I to ask for more time?
Why should I think of?
You think of—
Who I shall leave behind?

You look like me.
I resemble you.
Go ahead and shoot.

Not surprised,
Should be surprised.
But this is just what we do. ©

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