There Will Be No Riot

All that will be left

Are empty skeletones

Achy throats

Fist that wrench and tightly close

Eyes filled with tears

A justice

Unmet 

There will be no riot

Because we will be heartless

Take our heart

You already took our humanity

Does it make you happy?

To watch our people bleed

Wipe your smirk

Because even while in pain, my people succeed

My people rise while even coated in chains

My people are more than familiar with achievement

Victory, we know her name!

I see you smile and grin

Today you win

But you will not prosper

The ghosts of beaten bones will come to meet you

They will come to defeat you

They will search for your soul

Or whatever's in your chest and eat you

They will feed on your joy

Feed on any slight happiness

Your eyes will forget what sleep is

Your brain will know no rest

So no

There will not be a riot

But there will pain

For the evil that riddles your veins

And when the  demons on you take  their claim

-Dinesha Johnson