Do you see me? No, do you really see me? My very essence? My being? I am more than a black man, I am a father, a son, a brother. Why even bother when all you see is a monster? Yes I am angry, but can you blame me? Relations between blue and people that look like me Usually ends with me being buried by my family. Wait, what are doing? My heads are up, I gave you my identifications I’ve abided and obliged