The brown boys

Feeling helpless isn't having
a disease play Judas to your skin
with a deathly kiss of friendship as
only kins do, stroking your hair.
This fear; a wet nurse to the brown boys
milked them of chances to grow to
become men who would one-day wear the 
title "father" but two-day these boys will 
be remembered as brother, son, friend, boyfriend
This feeling of dread walks freely on the streets
aiding bodies rid itself of carbon dioxide and 
using up the oxygen to burn the putrid skin
cos how does one explain their death?
or the shitty- yucky-self ideal called (sys)tem
shooting blanks and expecting results when 
it is clearly a selfish act.
This is for the brown boys 
who were shot at sight by blind men
dumb enough not to ask questions but
served sentence of death by the colour of skin
not by guilt of your offense.
This is for the brown boys
who were used as dummy practice for thrills by
trigger happy men who led open season
for coloured men, 
This is for the black who lack justice 
just because reasons are not enough to 
black out laws made to suit and tie the 
rich with power while skirt around the real issue.
This for the Till, Brown,Rice and others that will come along
innocent yet guilty by no design of their own other than
the pigment of their skin.