Not all

Take a deap breathe before you go and see
Just how life has treated me.
Before you tell me what not to say,
Make sure you know what made me this way.
Make sure you know the purpose of my words
And the many ways in which history unfurls.
Claim not to know the semantics of it all,
if you do not know how pride came for the fall.

You see when a trans sister is murdered on the right
And left a child is forced into the night,
By her own husbands force  a woman is yet again raped,
We still claim that it is the Muslims who misbehaved.
A black kid is shot by the cops just for being black,
And the violence of the white men still has not taken us aback.

We still bomb women for their right to choose
And while we are at it we bomb the Muslim children too.
We shoot the atheists, the transgenders, and the gays,
For a religion that says they are not okay.
When we want to protect a black woman to little or no avail,
I can almost always guarantee you the white male cop will not see jail.

And when you know how so many minorities found their deaths,
Tell me why you think it's right to "Not All" that?
Maybe listen to the experience of our own
Before you make our struggle about you alone.