Crawling along your spine It’s only a matter of time The nights howling wind Calls to the beast within Under the eclipsed moon Shape shifting will begin Shredded clothing strewn A shocking transformation Beyond wild imagination The hunger pangs persist Impulses won’t be denied Sleek predator of the night Keen senses easily guide Salivating for the first bite Stalking through the streets Hunting human flesh to eat Now, he’s got you in sight You can’t run for your life
Let’s cut the red tape and protective tethers Away from the modern-day views that now prove We have digressed from equality and respect
Excessive force hides behind bulletproof vests Notwithstanding casualties within their own nests Force sworn to serve and protect the community Our peace officers no longer represent a unity Revolting in desperate anguish from city-to-city Countless loved ones die and all we can do is cry Empathy and mercy is hard with justice uncharged Memorials, a form of media’s art that bleeds dark Emptying of conscience for the lives unfairly taken Never to know future dreams stopped in the making Tempered by the honorable few not forsaken
This piece was written as part of collaborative effort, which was rejected for its aggression. I respect that I’ll never really know what it’s like, as I am white. However, I know the difference between wrong and right, so I choose to stand on the side of humanity.
As the saying goes, perception is reality, and this is simply a creative reflection on how I see things around me. It is not meant to fuel any hate or animosity. I see good and bad in everybody, especially our police.