Soulless Demon
The shots ring out loud and clear
but crooked cops turn a deaf ear
A families eyes filled with tears
for the loss of their loved one
who has only been here for 18 yrs.
His blood permeates through the
street as the officer who gunned
him down stands at his feet
As the protesters began to fill
the street police come armed
and ready to send another child
back to our daddy
The guilty conscious of that one
man will break his soul in half
and in the minds of every cop
will be a solmn memory of
Mike Brown who was shot on
the block by a soulless demon
This poem is about:
My country