Poem About Police Violence
Tell me something 
what you think would happen if 
everytime they kill a black boy 
then we kill a cop 
everytime they kill a black man 
then we kill a cop
you think the accident rate would lower subsequently? 
sometimes the feeling like amaze me baby 
comes back to my mouth and I am quiet 
like Olympian pools from the running 
mountainous snows under the sun
sometimes thinking about the 12th House of the Cosmos 
or the way your ear ensnares the tip 
of my tongue or signs that I have never seen 
like DANGER WOMEN WORKING
I lose consciousness of ugly bestial rapid 
and repetitive affront as when they tell me 
18 cops in order to subdue one man 
18 strangled him to death in the ensuing scuffle 
(don't you idolize the diction of the powerful: subdue 
and scuffle my oh my) and that the murder 
that the killing of Arthur Miller on a Brooklyn 
street was just a "justifiable accident" again 
(Again)
People been having accidents all over the globe 
so long like that I reckon that the only 
suitable insurance is a gun 
I'm saying war is not to understand or rerun 
war is to be fought and won
sometimes the feeling like amaze me baby 
blots it out/the bestial but 
not too often tell me something 
what you think would happen if 
everytime they kill a black boy 
then we kill a cop 
everytime they kill a black man 
then we kill a cop
you think the accident rate would lower subsequently