I'm in pain, we all are
It’s painful to see what seemed so far
The ones trained to protect us
Are now doing the opposite of success
Their job is to take care
But for them to do that is sadly quite rare
You know who I’m talking about
It’s not like the topic is underground
We have known for decades what’s going around
But if we try to speak up, we’ll end up dead on the ground
Like Javier who was just going out
But his wife and his kids couldn’t get him back
Police brutality is nothing rare
The chance of it happening is hard to bare
To see the numbers and say I’m proud of my country
Is as impossible as people who are trying to change it not suffering the fury
The fury of people who can’t accept they're wrong
The same fury that ends up with citizens in a hole
The fury that ends up with children without hope
The fury that ends up taking away our souls
It’s hard to speak up, especially if we’re silenced
But we have to try, even though it is hard
They have to know that for our lives we will fight
This situation is sad, that I can’t deny
But we have to do more than sit and just cry
-Juliana Restrepo, Step 10.