Brown Boy
See, brown boy...
Like gazelle
See swift see nimble
See feet on brown grass
See neighborhood
Brown boy see Savannah
See home see running with the herd
See no danger, know danger always lurking
See so many like him die
See lions and policeman
Crocodiles and hyaenas
See always someone laughing
See police again,
See store clerk stalking in tall grass
Hear roar... herd scatters
But brown boy done nothing wrong
He stands fast
Asks predators what they want of him
He knows poaching is illegal
Brown boy endangered species
That is why someone is always watching
They mistake his smile for ivory
Only value they can see in him
Bullets are like fangs;
When guns roar like lions
Did you know?
Savannah wind makes tall grass whisper prayers
No one is going to save you
Brown boy, run!
