Poetry Corner: Liberty or Death

People in blue believed we can trust to protect and serve but every other day a death because of bad nerves, is the future doomed liked the past allowing the so called law to run a muck?

Dry your eyes don’t weep for me my life is fulfilled with the life of my nephew a true blessing, if for any shed a tear for those who knock at death’s door and intentions were never pure.

This poem paints pictures of visions so listen closely don’t approach me, anxiety of a revolutionary unforgettable legacy one those people in blue couldn’t ignore or destruct.

Let’s change this sad song, start with our tone followed by the rhythm, we must infiltrate and reconstruct the system because only equality and justice can be the cure!