Should my choice be geared by style or by fear?
A warm day, true, but would I feel good,
If I put on the sweater with the big hood?
If a nutty person sees me, and decides I’m what he fears,
Does it really matter what I choose as my gears?
Man in dark glasses? Waiting to harass us?
Boy in baseball cap, tilted to the right,
Simply looking for a reason to start a fight?
Woman in halter top, showing off her nape,
Is merely being casual not asking for rape.
Girl in high heels, sporting a short skirt,
Is wearing what she likes not merely being a flirt.
Hooded boy carrying Skittles and ice tea walking on his own,
Should not be a target. Leave the child alone!
My daughters all have hoodies, so do I and their mother,
Because we’re black we become a gun man’s fodder?
Cut out the lazy thinking and look at what we see,
Guns kill people: that’s the true anarchy.
You cannot rationalise madness;
But reflect on its sadness:
An excited man kills someone for the flimsiest of causes.
And someone asks us to believe it’s due to clothing choices!