I just cried for my
Son, because someday I could
Become a hashtag

He cried for me when
He saw my tears. We both are
Mourning innocence.

My mother watches
in awe, worried her two boys
Don’t have Kevlar skin.

In the bible, no
Weapon formed against me shall
Prosper. These are lies.

I still pray that we
Not be prey. 300 downed
By cops before May.

My son is sleep. I
Pray I never have to know
Of him not waking.