A Nuisance

My existence is a nuisance

My presence is ain’t a present

My skin isn’t costume

But it sure is smooth

My hair is not a prop

But it sure looks cool

I’m the danger on the news

I’m the end that coming soon

I’m a loaded gun in a silent room

I disrupt the peace

Just like I distrust police

You don’t know me

And you can’t feel me

I don’t fit in the box placed for me

A renegade

In a system that was never made for me

A runaway

Can not stay in place

They tried to label me a disgrace

Even when I tried to play their game

Talk down to my face

I’m everything that they say

and nothing at all

I’m beautiful and ugly

And I put no one above me

I put fear in the hearts of plenty

I shed tears when that fear gets deadly

They think they know me but they probably never read me

I think they owe me but that’s a topic they not ready for

I’m breaking down the doors

Damn sure I wasn’t invited

Because my existence is a nuisance

And my presence wasn’t never a present