Stuber Haiku # 312
William walks hands in the air
praying to survive.
He’s unarmed,
terrorized by our
militarized police force.
“Stand back, get
down, hands behind your
back! “What did you say?”
“Don’t move an inch!” He
walks away, pocket knife in
hand, no threat, sixteen bullets
worth of dead, the new
dead; fascism lays
wide open for us to see,
yet Trump gains
followers, choices
all as bad, but one,
and he’s not gonna
get nominated, if you
follow me.
Driving while black changed. Walking
while black is
now a felony
punishable by
instant death.
Jump back privileged poet boy.
Words are not
enough, nor protests
nor votes. Unite now!
1/16/16 Weymouth, Southern Pines, NC, with Metta Sema Melvin as prompter.
I like it 🙂 happy new week, friend
I’m locked out friend. Heck If I know what I did wrong. Who me?
I like you. When’s our next coffee/chat face to face?