I'm Innocent.

What's your name? My name is Innocent. And I am just walking home, and I am almost there, I can  see the numbers on the door,Follow my finger, I live right there. Officer that's where I am heading, where it's warm at, and safe, Where I need to be, to get away from the cold chills, I am getting from you, has me longing for the warmth and protection my home provides me.  So what are you stopping me for? You fit the description. Dam this is like the hundreth time in my life I fit the description. Black male no particular height, dark skiin, do rag on, Timberland's and a hoodie,  you fit the description, big wide lips, you fit the description,  Three piece suit, a bop  in your walk. Some hip in your talk, you fit the description. We been getting a lot of reports of a few burglaries, in the areas. Neighbors described a suspicious looking black male standing on the bus stop. And you match the description. Well you stop me while I was walking. Not standing at the bus stop, sucking on a lollipop, looking suspicious.  Hey there was this guy, who never seen a black guy. So he ask someone, who he figured, who had seen, a black guy before, and said hey how the hell, does a black guy looks. And the other guy said they look suspicious. Oh you're a wise ass. No just a smart ass. What's your name smart ass,  Didn't I tell you, my name is Innocent.  And what's your father's name Guilty. And you have four siblings, I Didn't Do nothing.. You all say that. It's a hood thing right. Ok let me see some ID.  It's in the house right there across the street. And since you got a call from the neighbors. We can walk over get it. And at the same time we can knock on my neighbors door. And I will make the introductions. Forget that, turn your black ass around. Put your hands behind your back, but I didn't do nothing.  That what yous all say.  Now get in the car. Booked at the precinct, I am Innocent. Judge how do you plea, I am Innocent. Man what you locked up for. For being black and innocent. And for fitting the description. If I tell them, I am a man. They say I am a thug. If I have nice clothes, a luxury car, I'm a drug dealer. Wear a red shirt I am a blood. When in reality I am just a black man, wearing a t-shirt, and my favorite color is red. They can see all these things about me, but can't see that I am Innocent. I am screaming out loud, and they can't hear that I am Innocent.  They say all these things about me but can't say that I am Innocent.  I am locked in a cell, I am dark and I am Innocent, I am not punished by no crime I committed. I am punished by ignorance.