Poetry Corner: Evasion
I refuse to fight your war and kill my brothers of the same complexion and oppression,
I rather be hated for what I am then loved for what I’m not.
Running around with your chest puffed up and head held high like you’re full of patriotism and pride,
More concerned with foreign affairs and oil than your own home land,
Legal terrorism was founded here Klu Klux Klan.
I live for a good fight it’s our plight,
it was never lace my Nike’s up and flight,
It has to embody my soul like civil rights,
But not for this Trump started a war to save his ass and ordered a lucky shot.
I don’t know what will happen now,
We have some difficult times ahead,
But it really doesn’t matter with me now,
I just want you to know we as a people will get to the promise land,
So I’m happy tonight,
Not worried about anything,
Fearing no man.