When cop-per bullets desecrate young, black flesh
	The oppressed, then address, whose son will be next?
	Bullets to the blue sky; there’s a mob filled with threats,
	For the sobbing, young mother in her cop-robbed nest
	Police keep their dogs on a leash, but who’s the real beast?
	When children get murdered for being Black in the streets
	“Suspicious” characters get courted, then asked...