another routine morning
drive home on a residential street
camo dressed, masked men
surround your car,
scream in your face
this ain’t no Folgers in your cup
wakeup and face the day
kind of morning greeting
BANG! BANG! BANG!
bullets through the windshield
somehow this is your fault
when domestic terrorists
are given badges
they own the narrative
let the denigration begin
the dead can’t speak for themselves
will you, will we?
three bullets in the face
there’ll be no recovery
only another coverup
1-12-26
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