Seventeen (Trayvon)

Im Trayvon Martin and im just tryin To give my input on JT Bryant While watching the game with fam the first half finished Then he told his fam hed be back in a minute His dad said grab ya hoodie cuz its raining I can see it So he put it on covered his head and proceeded He didn't know it was the last time hed see His son his pride his joy his seed JT got to the store and got his little brother sour skittles, his brother was ten Then he grabbed his favorite drink a sprite And then he paid the price and was ready to get back to his den He was walking down the street listenin to his beats, when a man began to creep He ran the man increased his speed While looking back he hit a crack and tripped and fell flat Thats when the man caught up shot first didn't ask But missed thats when JT tried to fight back But the man was 3, 4 times his body mass So he yelled for help but nobody came The man aimed then sent a bullet right through his brain The man claimed it was self defense But there was no evidence Just some skittes and a sprite and a life he ended its A fishy situatation I can smell it from a state away His parents miss him and I hate they have to feel this pain In 2 months he was gonna graduate What an accomplishment He was gonna be the man his parents had a party planned But now they are stopping it Things couldn't get worse Things couldn't get worse After a week of greiving, pain, and lost hope In the mail they recieved a huge envelope Addressed to JT and then his dad opened it He fell to his knees and was completely motionless Hoping this a bad dream pain streamed from his eyelids The first sentence read welcome to Morehouse College My name is Trayvon Martin and whats really crazy Is the cruel hard fact that I couldve been JT Correction I'm JT and whats really hauntin Is the fact that I couldve been Trayvon Martin