Dear Trayvon, you're gone now and I know it isn't fair
I can still hear your cries for help and I wasn't even there
See people called 911 but like usual they came too late
And all there was left was you in a lifeless state
The neighborhood watchman showed no mercy at all
It was as if k**ing you made him feel 10 feet tall
Armed with only skittles and tea you seemed the least bit violent
But your senseless d**h is one that I won't keep quiet
Your parents' tears will dry but the wounds on their hearts will never heal
They feel like they're in a bad dream only to wake up and see that its real
To the media you are just another body or better yet higher ratings
Your k**er is still on the loose without even a trial awaiting
You've made a few friends since your pa**ing who want justice to prevail
Our cries for justice will not go unnoticed they will avail
Your pa**ing is not in vain it has made some people unite
The quest for righteousness is not easy but we will be sure to fight