I have one question
But first
Are my eyes not bright enough for you?
Are the thick curls on my head too much for you?
Is my presence threatening you?
Is my existence hazardous to you?
My skin, too dark for you?

I say nothing and you react to me
I simply am - and this is a threat
My purpose banished
My thought prohibited
My speech silenced
And when I cry
Barely a whisper to your ears

My pockets may be empty
But you will never see
My family may be near
But you will never think

How dare you point the tip of your finger at me
How dare you scream and yell
How dare you try and remove my power
My strength that you are so frightened by

That you have to pull out a weapon
That you have to aim and fire
That you have no choice but to not hear, not listen, not think, never see
That I am no threat to you

So I have one question for you
Am I truly and undoubtedly the threat?
Or are you?

Artist Statement: ​With all of the police brutality happening in America, I wanted to share my thoughts and ideas that many other people of color may share.