Hands Up, Don’t Shoot -

Within this march all colours can be found

And despite obvious differences, one similarity does abound

I ask you, what constant is all around?

Youth, privileged to have life without extreme grief

And yet for a cause we are passionate with belief

We march for the justice of one life lost

Because one racist murder needs to hold a greater cost

Yet, if we pursue justice through the realm of hate

I guarantee the darkness will never abate

So we must choose the narrow path of love

To allow light to penetrate from above

We serve a Lord who draws near to the distressed

And in His presence we will no longer be oppressed

For despite a world that discriminates against race

We are all equal and inseparable from within His pure grace

(Poem by my brother, Lance Bartel)