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