Song of Reference: Shadow Man- Noname

The chair at the head of the table is empty

outlined by the chalk print from where his body lay.

The time is quickly winding down, swoosh!

The winning shot of the game is made.

A scream for joy, a tear of sorrow

not knowing it would be his last tomorrow.

Another dead, turns into another day.

But he is black, it doesn't matter anyway.

A bead of sweat trickles down worn bones.

A father's warm smile from the heart is torn.

A boy waiting all alone in the stands

angry, 

the unkept promise

his father is not a man.

Empty shoes, and broken dreams;

things not what they may seem.

But, he was black 

Don't you understand?

He was labled,

incapable.

Name brand,

to be a man. 

~XOXO Lyric