Poem: Bleeding Out

This is how the rich abandon the poor

we forget them because we can, over and

over again

Don’t you see?

This is how the poor stay voiceless

common slaves to our dictates, they cannot

hold us to account

Do you see?

This is how the poor die young

victims of the impunity that pays

cops for their blood

Have you seen?

The blood, blood

on the street

it cries out

Even if you don’t

First published in Collective Unrest: http://collectiveunrest.com/2019/04/10/bleeding-out/