Civilian Wars

Mankind, is not immortalized.

We shout for freedom

Cry for injustice

Chant for our fallen soldiers.

These soldiers fought for their rights.

The rights never given to them,

Our brothers and sisters.

So We the people,

Fight for them.

We shoot rounds of verbal assault

We drop frags of truth

We see the blood on the asphalt

And we know we can’t protect the youth.

Our Father’s fathers stormed the beaches of Normandy, Guadalcanal, and Italy.

But this generation storms the streets of Chicago, New York, Saint Louis

Like Hurricane Katrina we splash against the masses

In waves we form

And we load up our pistols of blind rage.

And we unload our clips of mistreatment

And we don’t give a damn who’s in our way.

Centuries of waiting for this moment.

So unload the rounds, and spray the revenge from our AK-s

But don’t forget, that these crimes

won’t ever stop.

Blue and Red

Even the rival brethren can set aside the hatred for our common enemy.

But it’s hard to understand it, with your hands bound behind your backend.

Head bleeding on the pavement, eyes looking towards the heavens

As if God would save you.

But yet we still pray.

While they,

Prey on us.

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world
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