When the world I once knew was over - the killings of black bodies
I bet they called you Tray. You said you would be right back, but that was a lie. George had plans for you. Fingers caressing that shiny, piece of steel made his heart race. You were at the right place at the wrong time. I wonder what you thought about on that walk from the store. Did you think of your future plans? Were you talking on your cell phone? or Did you hum one of your favorite songs as the sun began to settle? Shoes against the concrete. Cars passing you by, not knowing that you wouldn't make it home. Murdered because they're so fearful.. even of a 16 yr old kid.