Friday, July 15, 2016

curfew day poem




the boy is dead
the cops rejoice
the cop is dead
the boys rejoice
and twice i am dead


weep! my dry eyes weep
for those who loose their vision tonight
weep! my dry eyes weep
if you cant weep the tears out
weep the blood from your heart
but weep


true, i did not receive a pellet in my eye
but all those pellets in kid's eyes
have turned to stones 
in my heart

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