Killer of your own kids

Destroyers of their future

Day and night

They cry

Depressed because of you

You always tell us about freedom

But what’s freedom

If you can’t accept my sexuality

What’s freedom 

When calling the whole community to beat me up

In the name of beating up a demon 

You may call me a disgrace.

Oh dear dear black parents 

WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU

I guess it doesn’t matter