Poem in Memory of Trayvon Martin

This is a poem I wrote in memory of Trayvon Martin who was shot in killed in Stanford, Florida for no logical reason. 

Do I look suspicious?

Walking in the dark.

Hood up.

There was no justice that night

Just prejudice.

To judge by anything

You do not know.

Skittles

Snapple

Nothing much.

Just a soul, a heart.

Life can be thrown away.

Wasted.

Just like that fateful night.

In Stanford Florida .

Rest in Peace Trayvon.