My stomach took a sour turn
And acid caused my chest to burn
On witnessing the video stream
And hearing Scott’s wife loudly scream
“DON’T SHOOT!”
Ignored by all the law men there
Her frantic cries; gut wrenching fear
That officers, because he’s black
Would feel so threatened he’d shoot back
They’d shoot
I can’t help wonder, were Keith white
And in his car in broad daylight
Would cops have stopped to question him
Or order him about on whim
Or shoot?
But shoot they did; now Keith is dead
Because he had a gun, they said
But evidence of that we lack
And when Keith from his car stepped back
They shot
9/23/16
