When a black boy cries the world seems to go deaf
While the Sirens in his environment constantly remind him of death
Since he wasn’t taught structure, his thought are a mess
And he thinks marijuana and opiates will help him ease the stress
When he tries to vent about his struggle he’s told to stay silent
So he bottles it up his emotions until it’s time to become violent
He hurts the women who love him because that can’t get to him
He has a long rap sheet so his job opportunities are ruined
He has about a year before his mother kicks him out
Suffering from depression he just wishes he could shout
He wanted to be a lawyer
maybe the next black President
But he lost his hope and doesn’t know where the hell it went
If he would let the rain drop maybe he could grow
And all the love within him wouldnt be so hard
to show
Dear black boy reading this, I just want you to know
Although the past was rough you has to let it go
– The artist Jahlil Tahree
