REBELLIOUS

R

Most of the fools
came rushin’ in – mad early,
While I’d rather show up – late.

 

Fashionably late – like I’m girly.

 

But now I’m here,
To temp MY hand – at fate.

 

I’m rebellious.

 

I can’t help, but notice
that there’s an over abundance
of blood shed – in our streets,
as far as the naked eye – can see.

 

That there’s so many senseless acts of violence,
EVERY FRICKEN TIME – I turn on my TV.

 

How, in the hell, are we
supposed to feel American FREE

 

when nite,
after night,
after tragedy filled night

 

The REBELS come out – to pray?

 

When the baton’s come into play.

 

When Police Brutality is bein’ caught
on a celly
by a relative
who’s panic stricken – ‘n distraught.

 

I guess bein’ choked out – wasn’t what he’d sought.

 

When he left the house – that day.
Now that Officer’s, careless, indiscretion
is broadcasted to the world – on full display.

 

B’cause what does the media do?

 

Replay that isht – ALL FRICKEN DAY.

 

Replay.
Replay.
Replay.

 

HANDS UP!

 

I • CAN’T • BREATH!

 

Last night there was a full moon.
The sky
an eerie shade – of blue & gray.

 

A local officer reporting – for duty,
kissed his Wife ‘n Son’s,
then walked away.

 

For the last time.
A routine traffic stop,
just ended his life.

 

MUCH to our entire area’s dismay.

 

He was a loving, caring, soul.
Out to PROTECT & SERVE – our freedom,
in a job that isn’t worth a life – in pay.

 

clack, clack.. clack, clack, clack

 

5 shots – to his back – from a rebel,
as he turned – to try to get away.

 

Killed in a, grotesque, cowardly way.

 

HANDS UP!

 

DON’T • SHOOT • PLEASE!

 

I make no reference – towards race.

 

Instead,
I’m makin’ a plea.

 

It’s time we unite – together.

 

I WANT TO FEEL ENTIRELY FREE!

 

I’m rebellious..

 

-rome ©2016

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