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No Time

A Dedication to Trayvon Martin & the Countless Others Affected by Police/Racial Brutality

By DeAngelo RedmanPublished 5 years ago 2 min read
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Hello, my name is Kruze Redd, formerly known as DeAngelo Redman, & Trayvon Martin could’ve been me or my son. Follow me on Instagram @DeAngeloRedman.

Land ain’t never been free and it’s the brave who they continue to take away .

Seem like prayer isn’t enough. It’s turned into here today, gone today..

To protect and serve

though it’s us whose the real protectors our families. As our Queens are served the death Of our Kings on a platter of Hopeless Hope for our Sons

TOO FAR GONE...

Penalized for being Idolized as the destruction.

Where cops talk murder to lead the discussion...

So it’s nothing to look my son in the face and tell him that his father died by the hands of a man who’ll never understand

what it’s like for that young girl who never asked to be brought into this world

but how she’ll never get to feel what it feels like to be Daddy’s favorite girl....

So if it’s not about black & white but wrong & right .. why every time it comes to black and white?

We always wrong , it ain’t right.

Innocent officer killed by Guilty man, GUILTY!!

Innocent father killed by Guilty officer , INNOCENT!!!

My head hurts

Clouding the vision of what

MALCOLM

FARRAKHAN

AND KING DREAMED

MY eyes the color of

Sandra

Alton

TRAYVON MARTIN

Freddie Gray

Philando

And Mike Brown blood

Hands Stripped from the Grip

Of their Life that’s been taken away

For the countless others that the news failed to mention today

Current waves like the Old Days Diminished

New days like Slavery being replenished

Old ways like the Panthers intended

Every finish line has its beginning. Realizing that it may take war to finish.

I’m more Sick than Tired

More mad than hurt

Crying out Loud with no more tears to shed.

In a time when living as black men has our

Mothers Daughters and Sisters scared

so if I shall die before I wake is the same as dying before I get to kiss my wife to sleep.

That means that I have No time to live which means I have no time to fear

No time to submit

No time to settle

No time to explain why I didn’t deserve to die

No time to give you the registration that you asked for

No time to explain that for years I sold Siri is a photo of the store

No time to prepare my family to be alone

No time to pick up the pieces of the broken home

No time for another Non Conviction

No time to save the world for our children.

No time to tell my brother good morning night or Bye

No time to wipe the tears to help my mother understand why

I’m never coming home so mama left to do it on her own

Her son never coming home mom you can do it you’re not alone

We stand in place of all the kings and queens who's never coming home

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